Fever

As the shower of water slowly rushed down her body,from the very top of her ravishing dark,long hair,of the colour so dark and black as midnight,to her back which then flowed and slided to her slender waist,and from her legs to gently tapping the floor,the floodgates of the pair of her eyes were invaded,opened,sending down,unwelcoming,overwhelming and unexpected tears rolling,streaming down her soft round cheeks.The salty tears,flowed endlessly,not taking heed of its own bounty nor her needs.Such was the business of those tears.

The water cleansed her body free from dirt and blood.Yes,blood of her sadistic lover,who took pride and delight in abusing,torchering her,until every inch of her flesh was bloody.No,he could not harm her anymore,for he was gone now,forever and for good.She silently hoped that the gush of water would wash away,and purge away all of her sins,guilt and regret.

All at once,suddenly,she felt a sudden spasm of pain intruding her mind and thoughts thoroughly,without even leaving a premonition first.The mental torture was too much to bear.She cursed herself for being so vulnerable to pain.She was pain's prey,again.The searing,excruciating,seething pain crept and reached into every vital element of her.The permutations of these anguish turned into knots.The pain mercilessly raped her consciousness and devoured her completely.She felt violated,destroyed.She was finished.

Torned was she into what seemed to be a million little pieces.Her heart was grieving,bleeding and suffering.She wished that memories of him would wither away with time,naturally.