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11:12 Dec 27 2014
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The Calling
in the middle of the night i am running
from something that is haunting me
but who is haunting me?
what is haunting me?
it keeps calling my name
whispering my name
I do not know if its a man
I do not know if its a woman
I do not know if its a child
I do not know if its even a human.
but keeps calling me
Wherever I am and go
Whatever the time of the day
Whether i am alone or surrounded by others
I am haunted,
till one night I was looking in the mirror
Drying my hair from the rain
with a nice warm towel that smells like rustic
suddenly smells like drenched rotten water
and in the mirror there was me,
Me looking back at me and
what stunned me was not me
looking alive, and clean
but drenched in my own blood
cuts and dirty look
so filthy and yet unrecognizable
to those who do not know me well
But I do know that person.
that person is me.
Broken, filthy, shattered, dead
and dead indeed, but also clothes
ripped apart and more naked than not
I was raped and killed and doped
I touched the mirror and the mirror touched me too
calling me again to prevent it from coming.
3 days I got before I am doped kidnapped and raped and murdered
and ditched somewhere in the sea, where no one can find me.
In the sea, somewhere, where no one can find me for months
Months enough to destroy all the physical and scientific evidence
of what happened to me.
Yet do i even want to stop it?
Yet do I even want to save myself?
And if i save myself, from what exactly?
Death? Cause I am not afraid of death.
Sooner or later I will die anyway.
From rape? It happened already
when i was a kid, countless times.
From what should I save myself?
So again the question is?
Why would I even bother?
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