Alisa and the Unexpected Dip

Alisa had envisioned a day of cheerful chaos at the annual school fete: supervising the cake stall, perhaps a turn at face painting, definitely not this. She sat perched precariously on a narrow plank, the chill of the metal seeping through her swimsuit, her arms crossed tightly against her chest in a futile attempt to ward off the inevitable. Water dripped from her hair, tracing cold paths down her face, mirroring the frown etched deeply between her brows.

When Mrs. Henderson had asked for volunteers for the 'mystery activity,' Alisa, ever the eager helper, had readily agreed. "It's for a good cause, dear!" Mrs. Henderson had chirped, her eyes twinkling with an amusement Alisa now understood all too well. The 'mystery' had been unveiled with a splash and a roar of laughter: the dunking booth. And Alisa, in her well-meaning naivety, was now its reluctant star.

The first few dunks had been a shock. The sudden plummet into the icy water, the gasps, the scramble back onto the seat, all under the gleeful shouts of her classmates and even a few teachers. Now, a dull resignation had settled over her. She watched the next eager participant, a mischievous Year 7 boy, wind up for his throw. Her expression, a mixture of annoyance and a nascent sense of humor, betrayed her internal monologue. This is not what I signed up for, she thought, a shiver running through her. Definitely not.

Shadows return, no pages to burn, the love and the appreciation have all gone to scorn, the bones of the past have emptied their marrow into the walkways of filthy afflictions.

To step and to crunch upon the souls of the damned is to be harrowed by the vengeance of regrettion. My regrettion. I must now swallow my transgressions, whole.

I choke. My shadow tells the story of the molds I broke.

Now I'm awake. No more bones left to break. Reinstate the ruins to which my unity has crumbled. Let this end, I'm buried deep in your misery.

Again.

-Kill the Mirage Poetry

@asirensrage is not the boss of me. She says I'm not allowed to die. I disagree.