As I open the door for you
And I help you in
It slams due to the wind
For it had been a hurricane
But we didn’t know that yet
But as I slowly take shelter
I lie you to rest
And as you rest
I look at you
A young beautiful lady who I could love
And I will love you
Forever
As I feed you this last meal
You seem suspicious of me
You seem to be frightened
But I see you found another
Another one of my loves
But you won’t leave like the last ones
No not ever again
As you wrestle me to the ground
A knife plunges deep into your chest
And tho you screamed
It was the last words you said
As I peel your body off me
I see your neck exposed
My appetite had not been spoiled
And yet you would be no good cold
So as I feast upon your body
I can only taste your love
And the love of so many others
For when I tuck you into bed
And I see my other loves
All sleeping in forever peace
I kiss them all good night
And I join you for the night
And yet you may be cold
I still wish to taste your love
For tho your body may rot
Never will are love
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 4:10 PM UTC
As I lie here,
exhausted from nothing,
I feel more useless than ever.
Yet somehow
I feel more like a burden when I move.
They all say,
“Get up.”
But I am useless to them.
They say I am good
but only when I’m helping.
Again and again,
“Get up.”
They don’t know
that I am nothing.
Nothing when I am lying down.
Nothing even when I stand.
Just lazy.
I know I could be more
yet I’m not.
I could try
but I don’t.
Even my family says,
“Get up!”
But I don’t.
Because what will happen if I do?
I could hurt someone.
I could see something that hurts me.
I could show everyone how pitiful I am.
I can’t get up.
I can’t leave.
This is my forever prison
and maybe it’s safer this way.
If you really saw me,
you would see how disgusting I am.
How depressing.
How hideous.
So I will rest,
while you scream to no use
“GET UP.”
Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 2:40 PM UTC
As you yell and press the button
My voice quiet in response
Your love for me seemingly vanished
Yet I know it’s not your fault
But I still question if it is
For you are the one yelling
And your the one who says everything
You say I am the worst
Yet you are who is
You are the one who cheated
You are the one who *****
You are the one who hurt
You are the one who abused
You are the one who ruined
You are the one who stopped loving
You are the one who blamed
You are the one who gaslight
And it is you
You are the one who never called again
But I did get a call
And I regret picking it up
For when I picked it up
It wasn’t you
It was you mom
And she explained over tears
About the shot that could not be forgotten
For it is that shot
The shot that forever took you away
And it’s that shot
The shot that lead to mine
And it was the last
The last call
Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 12:01 PM UTC
As I walk in the door
I am shoot with a sent
It’s stench is strong
I could almost smell it from outside
But as I stepped in the smoke got stronger
I had be starving
I barely ate in days
It was the weekend
I had no where to eat
I had left that morning
only to see if I could find food
But yet no success
Mom barely feed us
Me and my sister never got fed by are mom
She always was busy
She would smoke
She would do drugs
She would give her body out men
Yet she would never care for us
She would rarely acknowledge us
Only when we were burdens
Only when she could look good
Only when she could benefit
But not during those times
We were useless
My sister tried to talk to her when they smoked
She came back later with burns
On her arms and legs
I have those same marks
I warn her
But yet she won’t listen to my warning
But I don’t blame her
I was dumb kid to
But we do the best we can
I work to keep her safe
I buy us blankets
And food
And a living
But yet it’s not enough
My sister never met Dad
I tired to but there were to many men
And for her sake I hope we never meet dad
Because he never cared enough to reach out
But as I go looking for sis
Is see her next mom
Arms out
And mom
Taking puffs
Putting the cigarette out on her arms
Just like she did for me
I beg her to stop
I get in my knees
But yet she continues
As I get on my knees and beg
She takes a puff
And she puts it out on my neck
I almost scream
I learned that only makes it worse
But yet it hurts less
Seeing it’s me and not my sister
She looks concerned
I smile with joy
For I am used to the pain
But as I get ready to give up
I hear a knock from the door
Followed by it being kicked in
That’s when….
That’s when I passed out
Now I live with a bunch of random people
Without my sister
Taking puffs like mom did
And sometimes
To remember sis
I put it out
On my neck
Then
I take a puff
Feb 17
Feb 17, 2026 at 4:40 PM UTC
As I slowly reach my hands out to you
You turn and kick me
Not just physically
But with a verbal assault
My ribs bruised
My heart feeling the same
I thought we were closer
I thought that we were more than just joking
I thought that we had became friends
But yet
It was never real
I tell you the story’s
Some never heard
You brush them off
I vented to you
And you fled
I wanted a person to hug
But instead you punched me
And everything you told me
About us being friends
I realize now
It was never real
All the times we laughed
It was never with me
But at me
For I am a clown
A jester
And a laughing stock
All the jokes were at me
You called me a ******
I thought you had only been joking
But now
Now I realize
Those were never jokes
And every lie you fed me
And now
Now I see
It was never real for you
But it always was for me
Feb 16
Feb 16, 2026 at 3:08 PM UTC
I look at you with disgust. Your hideous. Your look makes me sick. Your gut sticks out. Your face is deformed. Your shoulders are covered with scars. Your thighs match them. Your clothes barely fit.
“Babe” calls out from behind, as it is my boyfriend, and I turn around.
“Babe, why are you looking in the mirror?” He doesn’t know.
“It’s dinner time.” The thought of eating worsens my appetite. The thought makes me feel more obese. The thought of looking worse. The thought of losing you for being fat.
As I sit in front of my plate, I can’t eat—for myself, for my boyfriend, for my friends, for the people who said I am fat, for my family that insults how I look. For being some creature that will never fit because I am something,but I don’t know what.
So I sit in front of a mirror, looking at the thing-the most hideous thing I have ever seen.
Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 3:31 PM UTC
As I check my phone,
I see your number pop up.
I am frozen.
My muscles clench, unsure of what’s happening.
You haven’t talked to me in years.
You ignored me.
Yet you expect my attention now.
You used me for my body,
Yet you want to see a picture of me now.
You called me ugly,
Yet now you see the beauty you tried to ruin.
You wish to meet me,
Yet you’re the one who left me in the park.
You’re the one who hit me.
You’re the one I thought was love.
But looking back,
You were so many things—
But none of them was a boyfriend.
You forced me to sleep with you.
You forced me to send pictures of myself.
You forced me to do drugs.
You forced me to love you,
Though you never loved me back.
To you, I was only one thing.
Your slave.
A slave who, if I left,
You would hunt down—
Beat,
And use again.
I could never be more than your *****
But no more.
I am better.
I am strong.
You helped shape who I am,
But I no longer need you in my life.
I never hope to see you again.
I hope you pay for what you’ve done.
For what you did to the baby.
You will never see my son again.
You weren’t at the hospital for his birth.
You almost killed him.
You almost killed me.
You almost killed yourself.
And I stopped you.
You wanted to meet in the park.
But you never showed up.
You never spoke to me again—
Until now.
And what you want from me,
I don’t know.
But I know I want nothing to do with you.
I begged for you.
I cried for days.
I waited.
And you never came back.
Until now.
But now…
Now the tables are turned.
You want me back in your life.
You want our son back in your life.
You want the love that drugs could never give you.
To that I say—
Never talk to me again.
The exact words you once told me.
Look how the tables have turned.
Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 1:49 AM UTC
As I wake to another day,
I wish I had never been there,
Been here,
Been in this house,
Been with him,
I had joy,
I was able to smile,
He had only joked,
But yet, this time was not,
As I attempted to rest,
He lifted my dress,
This was not his first time,
But it had never been like this,
As he slowly inched closer to me,
I began to tear up,
It hurt so much,
For he,
He stole my innocence,
He stole my dreams,
He made me forget how to be human,
For now,
I was his slave,
For his pleasure,
And from there it never got better,
For when I showered,
He followed me,
When I went to the bathroom,
He followed me,
When I changed,
He followed me,
For he stole my future,
For he stole my youth,
For he stole my childhood,
And as I sit here speaking,
He is in the other room,
Needles in his arm,
About to follow me to the bathroom,
Once again,
And once again,
He will hurt me,
For he is not just a man,
He is not just family,
But he is the man who was there to see me,
For he is my father,
And yet,
He hurt me.
Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 1:51 PM UTC
As I see you now
You seem peaceful
You seem satisfied
You seem proud
You succeed in your life
Yet you could have done so much more
Yet you never truly felt loved
Yet time had not come for you
Tho nothing last forever
My love will never die for you
For you were there for me
You cared for me
You loved me
You died for me
The light left your eyes in front of me
Covered in blood
Yet you seemed so calm
And as you pulled me out
You passed out
They couldn’t save you
And I will forever miss you
My one love
My true love
My care taker
My joy
For I wish to join you in your peace
Yet I won’t
For your sake
Good night my love
Sleep well
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 10:40 AM UTC
I can never be better than I was,
I have touched the highest high,
I have had love,
I have had relationships,
I have had joy,
I have had friends,
I have been a person to trust,
I had money,
I had a future,
I was someone,
I got injured,
I had therapy,
I took them,
I have been high,
I have lost love,
I have lost my passion,
I have lost friends,
I have been sober,
I failed myself,
I failed my friends,
I failed those who look up to me,
I failed everyone,
I have lost my soul,
All because I took one,
Then another,
Then another,
Now I sit in a classroom,
Shaking,
All because I took one.
Then another
Then another…
Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 11:08 AM UTC