his strong hands
and lustful eyes
they scour her body
despite her cries
they leave a shell
a broken girl
they've taken much
her toes uncurl
such mixed emotions
her heart is shattered
her body broken
her brain is scattered
his violent actions
they haunt her still
she wonders if
they always will
a girl so young
a girl untainted
now with shame
she's well acquainted
now with fear
she takes a vow
no one comes in
no one's allowed
no one will hurt her
not like he did
no one will enter
her heart unbid
the ones who try
they meet a wall
a sturdy one
it's strong and tall
but how she longs
for it to break
a few kind words
will make it shake
perhaps there's hope
perhaps she'll heal
for in her heart
she longs to feel
to feel God's love
and mercy too
to have her heart
be made anew
and in the newness
she will rest
for God's word says
she will be blessed
m.g.
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 12:48 AM UTC
tiny fingers and tiny toes
silent baby, why must you go?
you left so soon, you left me broken
all your words still yet unspoken
all your life was yet to live
i know you had so much to give
but you will never shed a tear
my weeping will not reach your ear
for in His arms you'll gently lay
and for you I will always pray
no pain or sorrow will you feel
that thought alone will help me heal
and when I meet you there one day
with you i'll forever stay
m.g.
Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 12:50 AM UTC
sad songs
depressing movies
bouts of melancholy
my heart longs
for something truly
but my head says it's all folly
maybe i just
don't want to feel
my own sadness
to feel the ******
of a pain so real
it leaves me breathless
m.g.
Jan 21, 2020
Jan 21, 2020 at 4:50 PM UTC
empty words on pretty paper
that disappear just like a vapor
a cry for help disguised as poetry
she continues on writing hopefully
what's the point of trying to rhyme?
this whole **** poem is a crime
maybe she should stick to art
perhaps that will mend her bleeding heart
to carry on she'd be a fool
her own harsh words can be so cruel
she is, herself, her own worst enemy
she'll take the blame and every penalty
for after all who is to blame?
she regards herself with utter shame
a broken girl with shattered hope
just searching for a way to cope
so write she must, and write she will
till that blessed day her heart lies, still
m.g.
Jan 21, 2020
Jan 21, 2020 at 4:48 PM UTC
an outpour of the soul.
a flood of emotion that cannot
even be expressed.
what does one’s heart truly feel when weighed down by sadness?
is it desperation?
is it hopelessness?
is it simply a lack of joy?
Or is it so much more...
an aching of the soul that this world can’t even comprehend
an ache so deep you can’t even believe you’re capable of it
m.g.
Jan 21, 2020
Jan 21, 2020 at 4:41 PM UTC