There Was Silence
I watched you die in my arms. I witnessed it all. I saw them torture you with absolute disregard for your soul. I watched as they took pieces from you. Everyone who passed by said nothing, as if blind to what was happening. They let you rest but only enough to curse you with the strength to suffer again. Each time you stirred with a trace of life, they dragged you back to the edge of death. They wondered why you didn’t die. How you didn’t die. But your refusal to cross over only thrilled them. It gave them more time to strip you of your honor. Until one day... I think you had enough. I watched you die in my arms. I witnessed it all. And I’m sorry.