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Jun 2018 · 660
Hollowed out
Ellie Grace Jun 2018
I will not miss the way you made me feel
how my bones constantly ached, struggling to keep me upright
how exhaustion seeped from my pores
each day more of a struggle than the last
The cold penetrating through layers of clothes and thin flesh
unable to experience the warmth

I will not forget
how confusion constantly clouded my mind
experiencing the world through a thick fog
my thoughts intrusive and incessant
capable of only focusing on a singular concept

you extinguished the life in my eyes
stripping me of my identity
purging my substance
leaving only a hollow shell
unrecognisable
empty
Jun 2018 · 409
Chains
Ellie Grace Jun 2018
Your words were meant to break me
taming me so that I was easier to swallow
chaining me to you
but I refused to become a slave
to yet another master
whose eyes greedily undressed women
and hands invaded lands they had no claim to

These limbs of mine
were not made to be shackled
Jun 2018 · 204
Broken promises
Ellie Grace Jun 2018
Nothing but broken promises
A tear stained face
The face of a girl
Left broken
Laying on the cold tiled floor
The line between consciousness and unconsciousness blurred
As she attempts to fill the hole you left
With liquor and pills
Drowning out the pain
Questioning when the word love became synonymous with hate

— The End —