The walls were built high
High as a skyscraper
She told herself to be careful
To never get burned again
She looks to her left and she looks to her right
Who can she really trust?
When nothing is going right
But all seems to be going wrong
Looking for a way up
But she can barely claw her way out
The walls were built high
She was done wrong
Wrong for the words that were said
So strong they shattered and cracked her
Wrong for the men who abused her
Ripping her apart
Wrong for the mother who she wish she had
A mom that only wants to act like a mother when it’s convenient
The walls were built high
Maybe they can be chipped a little at a time
Letting someone in to heal her soul
And telling herself though she be but little she is fierce
Trying to imprint those positive words
Trying to believe them
Because weak she is not
She is strong and fierce
Resilient and a survivor
Though her heart was broken
It can be repaired
This is not the end of her story
She has many more years
Stories to tell
Victims/Survivors to help
Because her voice matters
This is not the end of her story
And her walls will come crumbling down
Because her true self deserves to be seen and heard
This is my story
And it’s not over
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 10:26 PM UTC
He caressed her and touched her
This wasn’t right
Who was this man she thought was her father
This man that crossed boundaries
Touching a daughter no way a father ever should
Taking it to places so far she can’t turn back time
He leaves her lying there
But this wasn’t the first time
She curls in ball
Wishing it were a sink hole
So far down to just fade and disappear
She closes her eyes
Dying on the inside
Wishing she could deny to herself
What just happened
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 10:24 PM UTC
This poem is about my mom
She grew weak
Tired
Overtaking her body
The pain
Scared what might happen
Will I leave my loved ones behind
Will they be ok
Cancer spreading so rapidly
Overtaking every inch of her body
Heaven calling but loved ones begging please dont go
She had no clue what each day held
Will I wake up
Will this be my last day
She cries out
The hardest part is leaving behind the ones I love
Not ready for this day to come
No longer in pain slowly fading away
She closes her eyes
Gasps as her last breath leaves her body
Gone, lifeless
The tears fall as we all stand by her bedside
And just like that shes gone
The pain becomes unbearable
Things will never be the same without you
We try to hold each other up
And just like that the cancer took her.....
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 9:32 PM UTC
In just one moment
Her inner soul was shattered and broken
Never to be the same
Her option of control was taken
In just one moment
She stares at her reflection
It's so distorted and spiraled like a black hole
She brings her hand to her face
Barely able to stand the touch of her own flesh
So foreign
In just one moment
She Never wants to go back to all those night
But feels impossible when it replays everyday
All her thoughts
Please someone take it away
For just one moment
She tries to change her ways
The ways to cope
To breathe
To live
But always turns to the eating disorder thats always by her side
And the blade that cuts her flesh
Like it was never a second thought
In just one moment
Can somene please help her find her way
Give her a chance to just live
And be Free
Please
For just one moment
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 9:30 PM UTC
Broken
She was broken and cracked
Innocence gone
He stole everything
She said no but he couldnt resist the urge
He pinned her
Attacked her
She didnt have a chance
He stole what wasnt his
He was supposed to be the protecter instead he was a monster
She tried to fight back
Instead she couldnt
She curled into a ball
Weak
Denying what just happened
She lost herself
No power over him
Instead a lost little girl afraid to tell
She was broken
She was shattered
Lost
Gone
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 9:27 PM UTC
She grew weak
She grew scared
Afraid of what might happen
Will her mom wake up
Live to see another day
What will she leave behind
A lost husband
A broken daughter
Both full of grief
Not knowing how quite to live life
Without the one you love
Please God dont take her
I'm not ready how will it feel to loose a mom
One you longed for
Her nurture, affection, caring, and loving
Something I've longed for
Please God dont take her
I'm not ready
But facing the fact of reality
Cancer is no joke
Stealing the one you love
As I watch her grow weaker everyday
I know it's coming
Confused and hurt
Not knowing how to help
To just make it go away
But I promise to not let you down
I will be strong
I will get through this
For loosing someone you love
Is a fact of life
I will be ok
I am okay
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 9:08 PM UTC
For as long as I can remember, I've always had this void in my life. It's this empty feeling deep deep down inside of me and no matter how hard I try I cant quite seem to shake it, overconsuming, eating away at me, I can have happy moments when everything seems to be going great, the feelings of not being okay comes back like a head on collision.
Theres a constant nag deep down to fill this empty void, anything to make it all better. Trying from hobbies, family, friends, material stuff and just nothing. It's not simple or an easy matter to explain, especially when you get to a point when numbing it out seems to be the better option from having such a hard past, from abuse to ****** trauma.
So badly I long for true happiness, no worries. I desperately long for what I see around me, to have not a care in the world. Instead I'm in this dark hole and I cant find my way out, filled with horror, dark, and scary. So consumed with feeling crazy.
I tend to put on this act like I'm so happy and I have the perfect life, when in reality that's just not the case. I lash out and I dont mean to.
God I just want so badly to be okay. To have never gone through the things I have, instead here I am. Lost in a spiral out of control, a ride I cant get off.
One day I will look back and it will just be a memory. Just a part of my past and I can finally say no longer I'm not okay.
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 9:07 PM UTC