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Alice Baker Dec 2013
"You're beautiful" he says, his hand sliding down my back
"You're unforgettable" he says, pressing me into the wall
"I need you" he says, his fingertips at my jeans

"Stop" I say, my arms against him
"Slow down" I say, my lips moving away
"Not now" I say, my hand pushing his

"You're a tease" he says
"You're worthless" he says
"Waste of time" he says
slight trigger warning maybe
Alice Baker Dec 2013
How can one be showered in compliments,
Yet covered in shame?
The stains of self consciousness remain.
Alice Baker Dec 2013
You sway a bit as you struggle to hold onto the match in your hands.
Refusing to meet my eyes as you strike it and lay it down.
Together we watch the flames begin to grow
Inching their way across
Our bridge.
My hands stay tied behind my back
As you disappear in smoke.
And the last words you hear me whisper:
"are you sure?"
Alice Baker Dec 2013
Light to the touch, weary and meak
Stumbling over words
That come in heaps rather than syllables.

Bent over and hunched, crumbling
Struggling to breathe in
The air is drenched with regret.
Alice Baker Dec 2013
Liquid in our thoughts
Solid in our actions
Sharp to the point
Soft to the touch

Fluid in the matter
Choppy in the act
Faithful in our promises
Unreliable in our paths
Alice Baker Nov 2013
Play a me something dark and lovely,
Something to ease my aching mind.
Let it echo off the bulletproof sky.
And I will sing for you,
My own lullaby.

They say that troubles come and go,
To bob and weave with the currents ebb and flow.
But I've been trying for far too long
To keep my head above the water
My arms are not that strong,
Alice Baker Nov 2013
Stop counting the roses that never came
Stop waiting on a perfect tomorrow.

Stop wiping away tears that are only half way out
Stop scratching at skin that doesn't even itch.

Stop listening to strangers with harsh messages
Stop trusting fools with guns.
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