Rose Gold

It's one of the hardest things in the world to be something that can be so easily forgotten.

Since the very day that I was born and since the very day that the priest pointed his boney disgusting finger in my face; I knew that my life was absolutely doomed.

He sang my praises, he sang about infinite prosperity and happiness for the world at the very sacrifice of my own body to a God that I didn't believe in, to a creature I didn't think existed, to an alleged monster covered in gold.

I didn't hate him for what he did to me; that day it was almost like an unspoken truce between us. He knew good and well that the God he created to exist did not and knew well that my parents believe any word that were spoken out of his mouth.

He knew good and well that I'd be the perfect candidate to be getting rid of after all the things I've seen him do. It's not like I cared, it's not like I was gonna tell anyone either, it's not like anyone would believe me anyways. These delusional idiots are so fooled it's crazy how they can even breathe without thinking that they've sinned and need to be punished is beyond me at this point.

I don't hate the Priest for what he did to me if anything He knew I had my own secrets and I was just thinking that my secrets are safe with him and his were safe to, which was a terrible things almost like I wasn't in the room and he didn't see me as a threat until now. I wonder why nothing is really changed between us nothing has really happened with me or him in his life. He was tricking idiots and to give him money and I just watched ,they had in hopes of some invisible deity would take away all of their problems and they will live a happy carefree lives.

I don't care too much for it when my parents told me that I was getting married to some man that was just as old as my father. I could careless all I have to do is outlive him and I would be Scott free and leave this place. I wasn't sad, mad,or  happy, emotionless I guess. I was-I was hoping for some invisible deity to take me away from this life just let me be very careless not have to worry about a thing in the world that wasn't the case. What did happened and even to this day to this very moment as I stare him down as he continues to go on about a world That didn't exist.

For years these idiots believed everyword that he said I find myself still minimum number of emotions of No anger,no sadness,just numb. I probably should speak of this to come eventually maybe he was just tying up some loose ends maybe he did see me as a threat I don't know I probably will never know right now I just have to take this as a type of advantage.

I was a sacrifice.

I was going to be sent to their God as a sacrifice to their god for the world, but it's just a cover To get rid of me or finally be the key to their everlasting happiness and like I said this god didn't exist so I'll just use this opportunity as a means of escape soon as these idiots leave.

Soon as They leave. I would get up from where I am I would walk till my feet hurt, crawled until my knees were bruised and I drag my body until my head rested on the ground. I would repeated this over and over again. Until I was as far away as I could be.

All I had to do was just a sit inside of the cage with my legs crossed my arms over my knees, I just simply waited, waited for it all to be over. I watched as they danced around and they praise to God that didn't exist sing praises that will they never will be hurt and hope so badly only to be left once again with nothing tangible. It lasted for an hour or so before the priest finally came up to me he whispered me a farewell and told me that he had no hard feelings towards me he just simply needed to make sure that all loose ends are tied up no matter how little they were.

I didn't respond I didn't even look up at him or acknowledge he was speaking to me. I was concentrating on waiting I was concentrating on finally being able to be free to ensure that no reaction provoked out of me when random people came up to me and thanked me for my sacrifice and thank me for what I was doing I made sure to pay very close attention to the latches on the bars to the inconsistency of the blankets that are under me. I watched as the bugs scattered across the floor and as the dust particles would slowly rise when someone would stomp their foot or move their hand in the air and disturb it.

Then finally came the time I was taken out of the cage and I was tied up in a silk scarf that had golden accents I didn't struggle.

I was dressed in white and all my accessories matched my golden scarf I was adorned in so much jewelry it was a bit difficult to walk but I didn't say a word.

I was finally fit to be sent to the room for sacrifice for nobody but the priesthood and with his fancy robes he was at a black marble table the room dimly lit by candlelight and covered in gold accents.

'Do you trust me' with a smile on his face I didn't respond I could hear the cheers of people outside as they screamed in  happiness and praise and cried for my blood in the ultimate sacrifice.

I was still numb I was laid on the marble table that had a golden dagger inside, the priest said he didn't do too much for hiding it the two people that escorted me had quickly left the room.

I laid there and stared at the ceiling I couldn't see it very well but it was the only thing that I want to look at at the moment he shot it out loud words of ridiculousness and dumb praises I stay quiet.

From how loud he was screaming it was more like he was putting on a show for the people outside and when he went silent when his screams stoped.

I still didn't utter a word.

But he does his chance do you left the table and he pulled out a pot the pot looked all in it but not very well used he dipped his hand in the blade and his hand emerged it was covered in blood.

I still didn't budge.

He cover the garments I was in blood and he made extra work around a certain area of my stomach it almost look like a stab wound.

I still didn't move.

He didn't look the part he had himself covered in blood to and he walked over to the window and he poured it out once he did it collections of screams from the people were heard they were so happy they scream 'the sacrifices has been made the sacrifice has been made.'

I actually chuckled a little bit.

These idiots.

He secretly whispered to me to get up and talk to the other guy I did.

He told me to lay on the fabrics to close my eye.

I did.

Once completed I close my eyes I lay down on the fabrics and I didn't move this is the most uncomfortable I ever felt, I smelt like blood that was foreign to me I was and garments that were very uncomfortable and covered in gold in a room so big I'd never be able to afford it never be able to have it either I wasn't allowed to.

Then it started I felt lightheaded and felt like I was on top of the World felt like I was floating in the clouds. I feel myself losing feeling with my fingers and my toes I feel the sensation run up my legs and it crawled up my back it incircles my neck caressed my cheeks and it relaxed my jaw.

And yet I wasn't worried I open my eyes One last time and with the feeling I still have left in my lips I whispered 'blankets'

The priest was standing over me he nodded and confirmation and I slowly off to sleep.