Little lava girl
Born to burn this world
I will walk with you
Until you do
What you must
Envelope and burn me
To ash and finality

There is a world of blessing  
that is awaiting to surround me,
but piles of dust and ashes
are the only things around me

There is a world of beauty
that is awaiting to find me,
but this prison of darkness 
has locked and confined me

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Words cut deep inside her flesh,
Her eyes drip salt trailing down her cheek,
Before he would come and stop it from dripping off her cheek,
Now she has no one to stop them as they shed,

Her heart breaks reminiscing the times she spent with him,
Weak and careless she feels not being rectified,
Before he would be near and escalate her heartbeat,
Now her heart merely beats abyss through her veins,

Her wounded arms feels him grasp her,
Deprived they are of his touch and scarred all over with blood dripping down,
Before he would trace the veins down her arm making her skin ache for more,
Now she feels empty thinking when he would come back.

Day 1: I want to tear my skin off. My heart is beating so fast i can barley breathe. I feel so filthy.
Day 2: I can't believe this. I don't want to be here. Why did this happen? Why did I let this happen?
Day 5: I guess I drank too much and my friends were to drunk to stop me.
Day 10: I can't face my friends, I can't live my life.
Week 3: No one knows. He hasn't said a word.
Week 6: It happened again, I was sleeping and he did it again. Why did I stay the night? Why didn't I go straight home?
Week 7: He left and kissed me goodbye. I don't know how to feel.
Week 10: My life's out of control, I can't believe whats happening.
Month 5: My boyfriend knows. But not all details. Just thinking about it, makes me want to take a shower.
Month 8: I finally came clean to my friends. They're appalled. They hate him now. I still feel filthy. I can't get his smell off my body still.
Month 11: The anniversary is soon. What am I going to do?
Year 1: I haven't spoken to him in months. I haven't thought about it in days. I still feel as if hes on top of me, why can't I wash him away?

Its an uphill battle with myself and others. Some days I can't get out of bed or even feel like breathing.
But I try not to let him get to me. Because if he sees my weakness from what hes done,
He's won.