She Survives and I live
Everyone has a mark that tells what their respective soulmate thinks about them in their first meeting.
For him, his soulmate’s mark oddly writes the word “survivor”, but his young self only assumes that his soulmate must a strong and independent person. He smiles proudly and shows his markings with pride at that time.
What he fails to realize is the exact meaning of such a word until he finally meets her one day.
It is a usual work for him—nothing unusual for police officer like him. Then, the siren calls and his duty turns 180 degrees.
His fellow police officers brought a couple of teenagers, who have been caught trying to steal and burn down a building. The fact that teenagers are the criminals is problem enough but then, he sees the oldest person—probably in her twenties—among the group.
Her eyes are dull.
No light emits from them, only soulless as if she has nothing to live for. She stands motionlessly and accepts nonchalantly the handcuffs on her wrists. Her whole body that’s not covered by her clothes are filled with scars and wounds, painting an ugly picture.
His soulmate mark burns—glowing faintly, thinly, as if mere fireflies dying out—and he stares wide-eyed at the girl, who looks back without emotion despite her mark glowing as well.
“Alive,” is what it says, and his heart sinks.
—for his mark about her clearly is a sign for help.
How to describe what can not be explained?
The embodiment of numb is a life constrained.
Continual devotion at an emotional abyss.
Where Affliction and Self you will jointly dismiss.
An offering of sorts in the pursuit of peace.
Hoping to silence the pain that does not cease.
If the offer is sincere from your depths something born.
A damnable resilience towards all that would scorn.
Damnable? You may ask. Indeed this is true.
Cold indifference is a poisonous brew.
Bolsters resolve, but in turn rots the core.
Given time you’ll become that which you abhor.
How many of your colors will you choose to compromise?
Is a heart of stone deemed a worthy prize?
So before you persist consider this:
Is it personal growth when you cease to exist?