It's a lonely night.
Not as lonely as last night. My body is taking deep, deep breaths as I lie in this darkness. The world around me is totally dark. I feel the darkness of loneliness licking at my feet. It swirls above my head. So I lie so very still. I can't let it touch me,if it does, I don't believe it will ever leave.
A slave, alone,in the dark. Terrifying to her
It's a place no one should know. Tonight it touched this slave girl. Deep dark loneliness clawing at her soul. Singing and whispering to let it in, to give it a home.
I understand why it's visited, why it chosen this girl. I am slave girl. I have no Master to call me his. No longer am I good girl. I have no collar to hold me, my worth is to be proved. Maybe a Master will look this way, see this girl and feel pity. If I can keep this darkness from claiming her first.
My journey has been short . I believed my end would be victorious. Thus slave girl would become highly prized, needed wanted. But here she us afraid to move. Afraid for her future.
My mind looks back to the days of wonder. The excitement the wanting, the touch of my Nasters hand, his voice in my ear ,how it permeated into my heart.
The journey that gave me purpose, light footsteps, a gleam in my eye and a skip in my heart. Oh what a journey I have had. I have felt the mighty moments of a Masters want and I have given him pleasure. I pleased my Master.
Then I failed him. The ache the pain the sinking of my spirit. The diming glow . Heavy head and eyes that water even if a butterfly was to pass me by. I failed him.
Yet in this swirling darkness. As I fight its whispering voice, I can see the journey that tought me my place. That gave me a bended knee, new hope and wonder.
A light flickers in that darkness. Showing me a path of that not many have walked. A path of enlightenment acceptance and joy. The difference between a taking and serving. The meeting of two people willing to be more to each other.
The light expands and grows, and the darkness recedes. I am just slave girl who has hope ,yet that is me.
