Trigger
She cries every night, Puts up a fight, blocks out the words she hears, cleans away those nasty tears. He’s the only guy who brings out the fear. She turns to a nonexistent god for her only hope, afraid she can’t even cope. When that man tells her she’s not worth living, she feels like her best shot is not worth giving.When she kicks and screams, he responds in a manner that makes her cry. She’s more than ready to die. She locks her door and sits in the corner. Darkness is her only friend. She’s tired of lies, can’t defend, can’t stand the days that linger. The cold object touches her finger. She pulls the trigger to head as the final tear slips down tonight. She’s lost her fight.
