Dazzle

Dazzle When I was in elementary school, my parents once wanted to separate. "Woman, that vixen!" The heartbreaking screams and fierce arguments in the dead of night always rang in my ears. I closed my eyes tightly and covered myself with a quilt, pretending that I couldn't hear or see, but I still felt the suffocating glue, like a hand holding my throat, slowly tightening, shrinking, rotting, and suffocating. What can't be escaped, what can't be escaped... I can feel the tears falling. I want to be free I held the cross around my neck tightly --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------