(Author’s note: Starting next week, I will be taking a social media break. It will not impact writing, but contact on Twitter, Gab, and Facebook will be curbed for one month. E-mail will be alright, if you need to. Here’s today’s Fictioneers…)
© Liz Young
The Three Of Me
by Miles H. Rost
If you could see what I’ve seen, you’d swear I was not normal.
I’m not.
On one hand, I see like a child. Innocence, virtue, trust, all in one place. One another hand, I see death, vindictiveness, the decay of the world. And on the third hand, the one never seen, there’s pain, deception, and even love.
Every slap a betrayal, every push a declaration of love, every tear a cry for relief and comfort. And each time I am asked the same question: Is it all worth it?
For these children marked from substance abuse: You’re damn right.
Music and Fiction 
A powerful and multi-layered meditation. Well done
Helping the innocent souls is hard with but well worth it. Let us know how your social media break goes and what you learn!
Very well crafted description of pain and despair.
Excellent piece.
Powerful words, indeed. I like the idea of three hands.
Perhaps we all have a third hand. I was talking only last night to the small son of a drunk, so your words rang all too true.
Very powerful story. I could use a social media break too. Good luck!
Heartbreaking and a painful reality for many. Sad but with great truth. Good luck with your self imposed seclusion and happy writing
That was pretty dismal, especially when it’s true. Very powerful.
I like this. Sad, so sad; but real and true.
Well written. I have been brought up on the Parable of the Good Samaritan and I truly try never to leave someone by the road. I try to help but I am only human and at times need someone to stop for me.
xx Rowena
Excellente! Beautiful! Well written. 🙂 ❤
“And on the third hand, the one never seen, there’s pain, deception, and even love.” This line grabbed me and captured the feeling of despair artfully. Heart wrenching take on the prompt.
As mentioned before me, very powerful and brilliantly written piece
The sad truth of or times. Very nicely portrayed.
The first line could have come right out of my own mouth. Well done.
We are all built of layers, and you’ve painted a clear picture here of the plurality of that. Like Honie, love that first line. Bravo for the media break!
This made my mouth go dry.