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Ellie Murry Oct 2019
The father of my blood,
my creator,
He owns me,
he claims me.
My screams won't be heard,
so I lay silent,
My teeth clenched tight,
My eyes crying blood,
My mouth tasting bile.
Ellie Murry Oct 2019
Her hair a black curtain,
Shielding the secrets,
the secrets he keeps,
The pain that he wields.
Ellie Murry Sep 2019
this ache is never-ending,
this twinge that steals my shadow.
this peril verse of silver.
I'm drowning in my mind,
but this ache is still
Endless, like rain.
Endless, like ice.
Endless, like me.
Nameless. Hopeless. Helpless.
Endless.
Ellie Murry Sep 2019
Forget your smile,
Forget your warm eyes,
Forget the way you made me feel.
I can't forget the ways you changed me.
I can't undo the ache inside my heart.
You told me we would make it,
but you never said I'd have to fake it.
Ellie Murry Oct 2019
My face pale like the moon,
My eyes dark and empty,
My heart shattered,
I cry.
Ellie Murry Oct 2019
I'm crying with desire,
Awkward love filled with hate,
My eyes can't taste,
But your blood looks golden,
And on my tongue it feels poisonous.
Ellie Murry Sep 2019
In this hurricane,
I fight my own pain,
I hate all of this stupid, worthless vain.
I feel of ptomaine,
I feel without a brain,
I love without gain.
Just rhyming sadly
Ellie Murry Sep 2019
I'm struck with desire,
Stuck in madness,
Tucked into hunger,
tricked into fading,
I fell along the rapids of blood,
Washing my soul away
with all my hope
and dreams
Ellie Murry Sep 2019
Nightmares after dreams,
they lie.
Rainbows after rain.
I don't listen.
I don't believe.
I don't die.
Ellie Murry Oct 2019
Flip the switch,
So I can't see,
You only wish and dream,
You can't tame me.
I'm wild,
Just not Free.
Ellie Murry Sep 2019
Help me find my way,
like a lone star gone astray,
Or lead me back to my faith,
away from my joy's wraith,
away from the cold glares,
in this land of hopeless affairs.
Ellie Murry Sep 2019
I've been thinking about the ways I could say it,
About the excuses I could use.
I could let out the monster inside,
but IT just won't come out
Without hurting
Everyone Else
If you've read Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson, I was inspired by the book to write this.
Ellie Murry Sep 2019
I lay here,
I count my sheep just like a good girl.
I smile with my teeth and dress in nice clothes.
I'm your Little Miss Perfect.
But I'm not as innocent as you think.
Not after he forced me against his sheets,
and tied me to the void of hate

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