It took one picture of you
To make me stumble and fall from the top of my hill to the rocks in the ground
It took one picture of you to make me detest the touch of my lover; his touch resembling your desert like hands vacuuming the life out of me and leaving me dry
My lover’s soft touch has now turned to torture
It took one picture of you to make me LOATHE myself for three days; seeing my reflection in the mirror being violated by your monstrous hands
I loathed myself to the point that I wished the scars on my arms would reopen and gush out a stream of pain
At last…setting me free
It took one picture of you
To make me tremble in silence
For three days
I trembled
It took one picture of you
To break the heart of the clock
Frozen
For three days I was stuck in the same time zone
And the nightmares set on repetition
The same time
The same fucking time
It took one picture of you
To send me back to that fragile and scared little girl
Just one damn picture
That’s al it took.
