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Mar 2015
Loud sounds
Coming from behind your door
I hear a scream
A scream that causes chills
Tingles
I go to your door
It's locked

She's screaming at you to leave
You shout back, calling her names
I want to help
I don't like hearing the sound of her crying because of you
You're the one who made her this way
Why are you trying to change her

There's a sound
A loud sound as if something hit the door
I want to open the door
I want to see what is going on
It's still locked

I hear the door unlock
I look up
My eyes blurry from tears I didn't know I was crying
I see your face
A tight, sad, anger filled line formed on your mouth
You walk past me
Leaving the door open for me to see what you had done
I see her laying on the floor
Bruised
Bleeding
But still alive

You beat her
You beat her as if she were a punching bag
You beat her as if she were your opponent and you were a boxer
She couldn't fight back
You were too strong

I hear the front door close
You left
You left me with her on the ground
You left her with me

I have to decide what to do
Do I stand here and stare at her
Do I run out the door after you because I can't lose you too
Or do I call the police
I want to run
I want to get so far away
But I don't want to be like you
I don't want to be a coward you runs from her problems
I want to be the hero

I call the police
By the time the police come the bleeding on her head stopped
Her busted lip and black eye still swollen
She's not dead
Yet
The ambulance takes her to the hospital where she is taken into surgery
Brain damage
Head trauma because of you and your hands

While they're helping her
I'm taken into questioning
I'm asked questions about you
Who did this
What happened
Why didn't you help her
I answer
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Please stop asking me questions

The hospital calls in the middle of the interview
She's dead
You killed her with your hands
But you also killed her with your words
She wouldn't have tried to run if you just let her be
You should have been nicer to her
She's dead
You're gone
And I'm alone
Fiction but dreams
Erin Schwartz
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Erin Schwartz  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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