all those nights you pretended to care
every single secret i shared
you left me trapped, ensnared
after i gave you everything i had to spare
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 2:26 PM UTC
please tell your ghost to stop following me
and whispering in my ears
that i was not good enough
please tell your ghost to stop following me
and calling me sweetheart
and putting his hands all over me
please tell your ghost to stop following me
and watching me while i cry
about how i miss you
please tell your ghost to stop following me
and laying in bed with me
keeping me from closing my eyes
please tell your ghost to stop following me
if i can't have you
then i don't want your
ghost
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 2:27 PM UTC
"a victim never forgets."
if you think you've forgotten, you're wrong.
the memory will come flooding back when you least expect it.
it will be excruciating.
everything will remind you of it.
every touch, every voice, every hushed sob.
their name will send shivers down your spine.
you will wonder,
"how can people act so calm around them?"
you will start to wonder if it even was that bad and if it even happened. they don't understand why you hate them.
you will take a look at the bruise they left and press down on it, a reminder of a fraction of the pain you feel.
after years, it will be less prevalent. the bruise fades, along with your connection to them.
you will still get a jolt of painful reminders every now and again.
you will learn how to control them.
how to push them to the back of your mind.
isn't controlling what they did?
you will slowly start to wonder if you're becoming as bad as them.
the thought will echo in your mind, mocking you tortuously.
"you're just as bad as them."
you can never escape, never forget.
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 2:10 PM UTC