The Face Of Fear

Sleep evades me as a painted scenario unfolds within my mind’s eye. My mind is torture by thoughts of the pending realities created by years of self-neglect. After years of the lies, mental, emotional mutilation and abuse, the Cosmic Universe of cause and effect has run its course.

This blog is in no way intended for the eyes of the loving hearts of Elixir’s people who already step through the threshold of self-petty and have conquer their daemons. If some tread their way to this obscure blog, be ware… this is not going to be pretty.

Pictured the painted scenario starts out with heavy rains, gusty winds. The temperature starts to plummet, rain quickly turns to snow. Alone, on the streets of some distant state, a young woman, in her twenty-second of life is turned out by an abusive so-called lover.

With no one to turn to… her mother long since dead cause by spinal meningitis brought on by years of drug abuse… her father, emotionally detach, preoccupied by making a meager living so he would not be in fear of living on the streets. Yes, her father lives in fear, with the economy tanking, unmarketable by his physical condition, the lost of his job can be devastating.

Her siblings have disowned her due to issues of deceit. Her paternal grandparents refuse to acknowledge her existences. Her maternal grandmother, bitter by the deaths of her daughter and her husband, cannot deal with her granddaughter’s diminish mental and emotional capacity.

The lack of family, friends, shelter and income can have demoralizing effects on the intellect. What are the alternative choices she can make? With everything in her world conspires against her, she may feel she has but one option…

Check out…
Exit…
Terminate…
Suicide.