I look in the crowd.
I dont see anyone.
Why isnt she being loud?
I am bow. I am done.

Make up streaks.
Stage creeks.

Look in the mirrior.
I slide down the wall.

Fighting off the urges.

Run out.

Go run a hot bath.

Lower my head and wonder if I was really that bad of a daughter.

I open my eyes under the water and stare up.

The water stings my eyes.

Get out feel like a nude rat.

Go curl up under the covers.

Fall in to depp slumber.

I wake up.

It smells different.

Like sweetness in the ait. I look around.

I feel something in bed with me.

I look over.

James?!

I scream.

He rolls over.

His eyes are gone.

Scream.

Walls are peeling

Mom rushes in.

Daughter?!

Did she say daughter?

She sees James.

Whore is what she meant to say.

Please mommy I did not mean too.

James whispers.

Mother please dont go.

James lays there.

No good.

I give up and let the beast win.