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Jasinia Alfaro May 2018
Locked me in a dark room
Lonely and afraid
What did I do?

I scream and shout
"LET ME OUT!"
No one hears me
What did I do?

I'm afraid!
How do I get out?
A week goes by and I'm still trapped
I see a light
I scream and shout
"LET ME OUT!"

The lights disappear.
Where did it go?
Will I ever leave?

The door opens,
I see a figure

It's you!
You came to save me.
Jasinia Alfaro May 2018
Her heart was big
Her love towards him
was enormous
Yet, she cried every night
He didn't care, maybe he did
She filled every room full of joy
Yet, she seemed to lack joy herself
He doesn't love her, Maybe he does
She had a heart of gold
But she cries every night
She is strong, loyal, and caring
Yet he manages to break her down
She is looking for comfort in him
He fails again and again
All she wants is to be loved
take care of her heart
instead he destroys it
Her heart is made of gold
She sits in a dark room
lonely and begins to cry
She wants to die
Her gold heart turns to coal
All you had to do was love me
She lays in a casket with a broken heart.
Love her before she leaves
not after.
Jasinia Alfaro May 2018
Today is April 29, 2018
And I still miss you
Let me go please
Un-attach yourself from me
Let me run to freedom
I no longer want to be your prisoner
Today is April 29, 2018
And I still miss you
Break the chain
Cut me lose
Let me run to freedom
Today is April 29th 2018
Time is 11:30pm
And I no longer miss you.
Jasinia Alfaro Nov 2017
"You're fat"
"You're too skinny"
"You have acne"
"You wear too much make up"
They critic everything about us
People are never satisfied
I sit in the mirror
Think about what they say
Sometimes I don't want to come out
I am self conscious
I look in the mirror
I see ugly
The words they say are too much
I sit at home and starve myself
Because  they say I'm to fat
I am self conscious
There are days where I don't
Want to exist any more
Their words are too strong
They are breaking me down
They stare at my acne
They stare at my scars
The look on their face is disgust
I am Self conscious.
Jasinia Alfaro Jun 2016
Shattered me into a million pieces
Spoke words of hate
Devious actions
It was as if the demon had taken a hold of you
Your soul so dark
You don't look at me the same
Your lips taste bitter
Your hugs so cold
Where have you gone?
I need incentive to write
To think
To imagine
Living a happy life
I need a heart
A replacement
To the misery
You planted with your knife
I need my time
To be back
Without struggles
When we fight
I need air
To breath
To feel my lungs
Exhaling you out
I need light
To see
To spot you
Leaving my sight
I need ears
To hear
To despise
The lies you weaved so tight
I need my mind
To forget
The promises you say
Then **** over night
I need incentive to write
To warn others
To tell innocents
How all this was never right
© Copyright
Abdullah Ayyash
May 29th, 2016
Jasinia Alfaro May 2016
Life
Lots of lovers
Lots of breaks
Lots of lies
Lots of struggles
Come to me and hand me your heart
The one I promise not to break
Promise not to damage
Let me make life disappear
Let me be the only one with you
In this planet, just like in your dreams
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