Charcoal Hair

I run my hand through my coal colored hair. I blink the tears out of my dirty eyes. I pick the skin on my caramel arms. I fight the thoughts in my weighed brain. I freeze as i hear the poisoned yells. I run, as it's too late to reason. I'm chased by the monsters and their sharp teeth and i ignore their sharper words. I hide in the cell i call my own. I hear the voices beyond the barrier. I ignore the screams of pure hatred. I hear bangs and thuds but i don't unlock. i hide in the room i call my home. I talk to the voices that aren't there and i ask them not to leave me. They voices leave but the monsters don't. yelling the whole way. i see a silver shining square and hold it to my chest. i close my eyes and brace myself as the shining sliver turns red. My coal colored hair is brushed back. My dirty eyes widen in shock. My caramel skin is stained in blood. and the thoughts in my brain have won.