The waters

The waters

A Story by Decidious wind

It's a short story I've written to condemn those who blame the victims of rape rather than the rapists themselves.

I… my soul was entrapped in the bewilderness of agony. I was alone. Starved for company. My insides growled boisterously of lonliness. It was the plague! The plague of youth.

The inescapable black death. The blackness invaded me, captured me…. and, shoved my body into the waters like the corpse of a criminal. My only hope; the stars. I admired their twinkling reflection on the surface of the power hungry waves as they continously engulfed me.
I had no voice. My voice was the effervesence which reached the surface when I couldn’t. Breathlessness was how I reached for oxygen. Pain was I. I limped side by side with the agonising, rigorous pain. I let myself drown afterall. The black death was inescapable.

The black death is escapable. There are injections nowadays which immune us to the cavities of life. So rest assured. I saw that, and I saw that. Just as I was about… just as my life was seconds away from perish. I saw the stars. The lustrous heavens! If I shall put an end to me then I wouldn’t just end me. I would be putting all the other “mes” in alternate universes, to an enternal, unsolicited slumber. How unfair? How unfair it is that one being is given the privilege of dictating the destiny of all? Since the beginning of time, people followed whover led.

No I’m not writing this to condemn the masterminds of corruption

Words howled in that direction

Are regarded as a mere burst of frustration

And in the end…

In the dreadful end…

It fires back

Exerts colossal damage

That not even glue or tape could mend.

No. The black death hadn’t hardened my soul. My soul had always been hard. It suffered in those waters. Those ruthless waters.

I was alone. Hungry. Cold! Nobody dared to offer me a coat. When the universe decides to f**k you over everybody sides with it. It froze me. It was as if that fuckboy tied me up to the waves like a sex slave, and indulged himself in my body. Violating me like it’s a right. His right! As if… as if I’m nothin but a piece of meat. It’s only one loss. Who cares? There are 6,999,999,999 others in the world so why should one death matter, her death is nothing it doesn’t define the cruelty of the world. Afterall, who would want to associate with someone who had already been touched by the waters? She is no longer pure, she’s been touched, She’s better of dead,She should’ve drowned and rid herself of these problems, she got herself in this mess. It’s all her fault! She is to blame. All she did was reach out to the stars. Foolish! Doesn’t she know that the stars are an illusion. They’re dead. You should’ve known better.

It’s your fault.
It’s her fault.
You are to blame.

© 2017 Decidious wind

Author's Note

Decidious wind
Tell me your honest opinion. Critics are more appreciated than praise.

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It was dark. But you used the darkness in order to look through the lens of someone else's eyes. It used dark diction to not only tell a story but to establish a dark tone. Bravo!

Posted 1 Year Ago

Black death. Had and could kill many. I liked the realistic way you wrote the story. Making the thoughts feel real and a possibility. Your tone in the story. Perfect. Dark with a perfect ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent story.

Posted 1 Year Ago

i offer no advise of change as then it would become mine.
i am touched deeply by your painfully honest tale.
i do however suggest strongly you never let your pen run dry of ink or inspiration, as the world needs your unique offering.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Decidious wind

1 Year Ago

Thank you. Although this isn't something I myself have experienced but it pains me to see woman who .. read more
Woow that was poetic! Very imaginatively you compared the agony of the victim and her vanishing hope with the fighting drown and the stars. Emotional.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Decidious wind

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much for your kind review
I like this. I like how it shows how easy it is to feel ashamed in this situation
When, really, it's not the victims fault and it takes so much more away from someone other than just physical...

Posted 1 Year Ago

Decidious wind

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much for this review. I really appreciate it. Thank you

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Added on May 19, 2017
Last Updated on May 19, 2017
Tags: #feminist, #rapeculture, #equality


Decidious wind
Decidious wind

I am a writer A photographer And an artist. I've been writing ever since I was 9 years old. My dream is that my writing reaches someone's heart. Writing is a passion, not a hobby. I am also .. more..


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