Some people like being *******.
Being ******* scarred me.
Being ******* unable to stop the torture, was disturbing.
Some people will never understand this torture.

He said it was the goodbye to our relationship.
This was a goodbye no one wants.
People thought it was consensual with the marks on my neck.
They were wrong this wasn't consensual, it took my self esteem.

The ties were broken after that night.
When the ties were broken, he didn't like that.
He made different media accounts under different names to see me.
I'm proud to say I survived the ties but not many do.

I am searching for a love I yet to receive.
I am looking for someone to care about me.
I am searching for someone who loves me as me.
I am looking for my better half.

The desire to be next to another warm body.
The desire to be naked, and be on top of another one.
Your lips on my lips, your tongue in my mouth.
This is the highlight of my night, being given the proper love.

Have a goodnight, sweet dreams.

It's you the one I see across the room.
It's you the one I wanna I want to be with.
It's you the one I want to be in a dark room.
It's you the one I want to cuddle with.
It's all you!

They tell me smile
How can I smile when the world feels like it's ending
I smile though fake as can be
Cause happiness is something I yet to receive

He reminds me of a cool breeze of air
He makes me smile
This scares me
I love this new experience

I hope he doesn’t **** me over
I hope he doesn’t take advantage of me
I hope he loves me for me

I blink and I am standing
I blink again and I am on the floor
I blink again and people are all around me
Is this life?

Are we always blinking thinking something good will happen?
And then when nothing good happens we get sad and discouraged?
I blinked three different times and I saw totally different situations.
Is this the bad or good of life?