sparkly ashes
but hell was just a floor below
in the living room
There was a blazing fire
in the fireplace
and there were plenty of screams
coming from mother and father
They argued again
And from upstairs, locked in her
dim room, she knew that
the gnashing of teeth and the shattering
of glass would not be late
in echoing through the walls
They always liked to break glasses
and bottles in the fireplace
while arguing
The fireplace was full of
sparkling shards now
She still remembered the afternoon
her little cousin came to
visit with aunt and uncle and not knowing
any better he tried to pick
the sparkling treasure from the
cold ashes of the fireplace
and cut himself pretty
bad
But who knows,
perhaps there really was a treasure in
that fireplace
Whenever mom and dad left the house
she would stand before the
cold fireplace
and watch the sparkling ashes
like a starry night sky
and would start daydreaming
It worked for a while
but then she just had to reach higher
She had to reach to the stars
and remove the biggest she could find
and slice her wrists or ankles with it
The sight of her own blood
emerging from the shallow cut calmed her
down a great deal
And when mother and father were
in the house, arguing as usual and breaking
stuff
she had her scabs to scratch and peel off and
chew on
That also provided her with a
great sense of calm
But unfortunately mother and father
hadn’t been out in a long while
They’d have to get out
soon
because their dearest daughter had
started plucking her hair already
and that could turn into a problem. She could
end up looking less pretty than
she was with only
the cuts and scabs
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