Written by Jessica Flores, Staff Writer
Every morning she would wake up wishing that he wasn’t there.
Sleepless nights of praying and weeping.
“Why am I not strong enough?” she said.
She was scared to walk away because he was all she ever had.
“What is there to life if I leave?” was her constant struggle.
Locked up in a room full of screams and lies.
Endless nights of loveless sex, touching parts she wished never did exist.
“Can someone hear my cry?”
One night she walked toward the light.
A sense of courage led her away from her life.
She reached up to the sky;
Climbed on top of the balcony to reach the light.
She smiled and felt freedom at the tip of her fingers.
And just like that, she metamorphosed to someone she’d pray to be every night.