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Feb 2021 · 47
Decomposition
Priscilla Oaks Feb 2021
The breath travelled down my spine,
taste of blood in my mouth due to
biting my tongue from the anxiety
that you would turn around and come
back after finally walking away from me.

My hands trembled from fear and anxiety
as the flashbacks of what you did filled my mind,
nightmares took over my nights of sleep
and changed them into panic attacks,
that was your main intention, wasn’t it?

Those little lies that you drawled into my ear
created the deadly thoughts in my head
that brought me closer to the act of suicide,
taking my life seemed like the best solution
to get you and your voice out of my head.

But, then the realization occurred that
this whole thing had nothing to do with me
there was something inside your head that
gave you permission to take advantage of me
and let your monster destroy my innocence.
Dec 2020 · 46
Untitled
Priscilla Oaks Dec 2020
no means no.
you have the right to decide what happens to your body.
never listen to anyone who says otherwise.
Dec 2020 · 41
Untitled
Priscilla Oaks Dec 2020
death will embrace me,
and never give me back to life.

— The End —