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Karen Figueroa Mar 2019
His death may have not killed me
But it has wounded me
Karen Figueroa Mar 2019
It felt like a ticking bomb
Trying to put back all the pieces
For no screams or hatred to be shout
But it was late...
It’s a shame for all those
Bruises and tears
Crying for help but no one gives a ****
Pain and blood drips
But no one to heal it
Reaching for covers but it’s all useless
For those Bruises and Tears
Listening to music and even a shower can cover those tears
But those bruises will always scar
Trying not to remember
But it’s difficult to stare away
Another day goes by
Crying at night and healing those bruises
And hoping for that bomb
To no more tick
Karen Figueroa Mar 2019
I grabbed his hand
He grabbed mine
held me tight
And smiled with his beautiful smile
I felt loved
Twirled me in circles
Promised me a lovely life filled with beauty,
power and security
Caressed my cheek
Shaped my hair
As his eyes got darker
He whispered
Not to be scared
Or not to even scream
It will be okay and soon it will be over
He continued
A tear rolled down my cheek
Something inside me yelled help
But my eyes were attached to his
My soul was loved by his
He looked into my eyes
And kissed me with a powerful kiss
But nothing seemed to matter  
As I begin to dance with the devil
Karen Figueroa Mar 2019
Here you are again
In my mind you seem to live
As I take one shot of tequila
Wishing I was just drowning in it
Your laughter echos
Your touch, I can feel it
Your voice, I can hear it
Another shot of tequila I take
I swear I can smell your cologne
As your eyes haunt me
What is it about you, that I can’t seem to erase
Another shot down
And many more to go
I close my eyes
And it feels like I can see you
Saying my name
One more time
Saying you love me
One last time
Forth down
And I’m lost
With no words to say
But just pain to feel
As I fall drowning in tequila
Her
Karen Figueroa Mar 2019
Her
Let her run
Let her hide
Let her believe life is wrong
Cause one day he’ll come
And prove her wrong
Karen Figueroa Mar 2019
If I were a poem
I’ll be an open book
Letting others know who I am
Putting tears, happiness or hate
In one sentence
Letting out my expressions for them to relate
Talking about life or death
Be emotional or not
Living for today and wish for tomorrow
For whoever is reading me please understand
I’m not down hearted
Either elated
Sharp or necessary
Excellent or worthy
I am a poem
Karen Figueroa Mar 2019
I am a scared little girl
I wonder if I can stop being scared...
I hear people calling me names
I see people staring and laughing at me
I want them to stop because...
I am a scared little girl
I pretend they’re just staring because they want to be my friend
I feel sad at the same time because I know it’s not true
I touch my eyes to rub on them to clear the tears
I worry if they’ll try to push me on the ground
I cry because I know
I am a scared little girl
I understand I shouldn’t be
I say to myself I shouldnt be
I dream that I am not
I try to be someone different
I hope to be someone different,
But for now
I am a scared little girl
My
Karen Figueroa Mar 2019
My
My appearance, judge it
My smile, hate it
My tears, laugh about it
My emotions, play with it
My scars, call me emo
Who I am, you just wouldn’t care to understand
Aiming for self love
Karen Figueroa Mar 2019
Touch me there
Touch me here
Kiss me there
Kiss me here
Lick me there
Lick me here
I’m your slave
I’m your fantasy
Short version of long version
Karen Figueroa Mar 2019
Face melted
Lips want to quiver
tears want to release
mouth aches
Jaw tingles
Hands begins to shakes
I don't to want reveal this
Sad face
Karen Figueroa Mar 2019
Tears rolling down
Mind blowing up
Feelings hurt
Body aching
But still a smile
Re wrote it to a shorter version
Karen Figueroa Mar 2019
The only guy who I ever loved like never before. That no matter what hurt you gave me I would never leave.
But it’s not fair, that I get to hurt when you get to be okay
That I have to suffer only to make you happy
I lost part of myself when I left you, because you were my whole world. And I didn’t know where to find a reason to keep living for.
Because your all that ever mattered to me. I never wanted anyone more than I wanted you.
And I hate you! More than anything in this world. Because I fell in love with you and you didn’t catch me. You only did whatever made you happy or whatever was convenient for you. And I noticed it but I didn’t want to lose you. I did everything for you only for you to know that I care for you and that you wouldn’t replace me. But you didn’t want me... you always left me and ignored me. That now when I get left or ignored I feel like nothing. I feel that the person I’m trying to be with doesn’t want to be with me and that I’ll never ever find happiness because you said so.
You broke me, you made me feel ugly because you were never happy for the way I looked. You made me feel worthless for the times you cheated. You made me feel weak for the times you lied. You made me feel like I didn’t matter. And that no matter what I do or say no one will care and no one will listen. I never lied to you because I always told you truth because I didn’t want you to look stupid.
I always cried at night because I didn’t want you to know your hurting me or that you can have power over me.
This one is for you, the guy who broke me

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