stand still

she stood there. waiting for him to say something. to tell her it was going to be okay. that there was something more than what had just happened. she needed him to say something. but the words just never came. they seem to never come. more than moments, she has waited hours. weeks. months. years. to hear the words she needs to hear. why don't they ever come?

she is broken and confused. walking away from him the tears stream down her cheeks. oh this pain is all too familiar. yet with every experience it seems to hurt more than the last. tearing into her soul and breaking apart all prior progress. the battle once again lost she has been defeated. she has given in and surrendered... gave away all she had been fighting for. oh the pain she knows too well. its not like she doesn't know it is coming. it always does. afterwards, it never fails to hit her - knocking the wind out of her.

she is standing still. willing for something extraordinary to happen. hoping that someone or something will come along and then it will stop. oh please - just stop. the teasing. the tempting. the false promises and the people who are not what they seem. she is surrounded by fog. in the midst of the dark she is without a light. so she does not move. if she stays, maybe eventually - someone will come. she is praying. she is hoping. and she is crying.

oh God, save her.