The Master And Her Prisoner

She is a cruel woman.
Merciless.
Looking down upon her prisoner.
She hates her captive.
With every fiber of her own being.
She can't stand to look at her.
Wishing every ounce of pain and misery.
Every chance she gets, she hurts her prisoner.
Yells at her.
She makes sure the lower scum knows her faults.
Reminding her how she became locked up in such a terrible hell.
Jailbait.
The master almost wishes the captive dead.
Oh but she can't die.
Give her an eternity of suffering.
That is better.
Never ending pain.
The servant pleads for freedom.
Kindness.
Anything close to happiness.
Why would such a cruel master do such a thing?
She will never let her escape.
The prisoner knows her fate.
Yet she clings to hope.
Maybe someday all of this will come to an end.
it will be forgotten.
And she will be free.
Maybe, someday.
The master laughs.
She tries to remove the prisoner from existence.
She clenches hard.
Knowing deep down that her captive won't ever disappear.
She is always there.

Staring at this unfortunate being, the master knows the truth.
Nothing will ever change.
She will forever remain master of this pathetic person.
How does she know?

Mirrors Never Lie.