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The Void:four

the words they say make bruises that don't fade away.

All those words they said, all those things they said; they didn't hurt her on the outside but they shattered her on the inside. She lost her will,she lost her joy. she lived in fear, she can't hide the tears,she had thoughts of suicide,which she fought inside.
Did it fill them with determination that they had power over her?
Did it fill them with happiness in all the wrong ways?
They were the reason, that she went to void, where her world was perfect, where she  -was perfect, where everyone loved her.
Each word they said, each sound that came out of their mouth shattered her; it was like rubbing salt on a wound; a wound that would never heal.
No one helped her, no one stood up for her. Not even her best friends. They either stood their as still as statues or would be the one assaulting her.  Each word left visible scars; reminding her of the things that she can cover but never change.

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