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chloe lee Jun 2016
The darkness has arrived
My old life now means nothing
My body just becomes lifeless
No more torture
No more memories
All that's left is the scars
Of whom I use to be
Now I can finally be alone
No more tears
No more crying
No more nightmares
I'm finally free
I won I got away
I'm always been a depressed person since I was 8 that's about nine years ago I was told I was depressed and writing poems have helped me with my emotions since I can't really talk about it without breaking down
him
chloe lee Jun 2016
him
you close your eyes
can you hear his heart
can you still feel his warmth
do you remember his touch
or the way his lips mold with yours
see the love in his eyes
the longing in the kiss
or the way he doesn't want to let go
the possessiveness in his hugs
remember his laugh, his smile
can you see him clearer than day
is he still in your mind
see the way his eyes sparkle
see the way he stares at you and just you
if you listen can you still hear his rapid heart beats
his always on your mind and in your dreams
he is always in the back of your mind
he is always there for you
its just him
chloe lee Jun 2016
Everyday I'm away from you,
It kills me on the inside,
But every time we talk,
You put a smile on my face,
Or you manage to make me laugh.
When I see you I fall in love even more,
And I think to myself, how lucky I am.
I remember how we met,
I remember the day we met.
I have many good days with you,
Those days turn to great memories.
I don't want to lose you,
I don't want to lose the days,
The days that we talk or when we hang out,
Never want to let them go,
Well what I'm trying to say is...
I LOVE YOU
chloe lee Sep 2016
you look at me like I understand
you tell me things I should know
if I don't you call me stupid
if I don't do the work I don't understand
im useless
I remember
I remember the words like knifes
I remember the days
that were endless
the torture of living with you
the torture of being your daughter
just living with you
its hell
life is hel
chloe lee Jun 2016
Starry starry night
Colours blend
Sky ablaze
Stars alight in the sky
Clouds swirling like mist in the sky
The tree of death
Towering towards the sky
The village of red surrounds the tree
Here I am locked up here
Wondering if I'm going to get out
Or am I just going to paint my mind
Til I die
This is a poem based of Vincent van Gough and his painting starry starry night
chloe lee Aug 2016
as i lay in bed trying to sleep
i shut my eye's but can only think of you
how when you smile you only have one dimple,
your eyes change colour, when your hands tickle my stomach you little bully, how soft and sweet your kisses are
i just get drunk on you
when your arms are around me i feel safe like nothing can hurt me
your probably tired of these poems
but its easier for me to express the way i feel about you
when i try and think about something the first thing comes to my mind is you
when you hold me or when you rub my back when i cried
when we kiss how much love is put in it
how we lay together in one another's arms, how i can hear heart beat pick up speed
well all in all i guess im just trying to somehow say how madly in love with you that i love you to the moon and back
chloe lee Aug 2016
i gave you my trust
but you never gave me your trust
you had my heart and soul
always were you on my mind
but you played with my hear
you played in what i believed in
crushed the last hope and dreams
i felt complete when im with you
now i fully see you werent that into me
gave you all i had
now i feel more betrayed from you then all the others
you crushed me in your hands
used to get lost in your beautiful eyes
now all i see is anger and disappointment
is the disappointment towards me or you
never have i have known love till i met you
i never trust anyone
built up walls, but you managed to knock them down
i feel weak and pathetic i let people say those thing and let it get me
never has it been this bad till you said those things
you ripped my heart of my chest and shoved it back down my throat
you dont know how hard you made me fall for you
these walls werent meant to fall yet
but you did the impossible and knocked them down
i got hurt over and over
i dont trust for the reasons that you have shown
you dont trust me after everything
after i told you everything
chloe lee Aug 2016
beep, beep, beep
louder and closer gets the sound
cries echo around the room
unapologetic words unspoken
the beeping slowly stops
all of a sudden we are pushed into darkness
no sounds around
no more worries
no more crying
no more wishing
always have wished for quite
it's so dark we can't see
we can only hear is silence
finally we feel at home
we feel at peace
we listen and we hear something faintly
we turn and listen
blinded by the white light above us
then we hear the beeping
cries are louder and able to be seen
no dry eyes in sight
just as we get quite
it's gone now we have to wait again
it's all back memories
sound
more worries
we hope the tormenting has stopped
but always will we have scars
the memories
thew words that wanted to make us die
chloe lee Jun 2016
taken
taken from homes
stolen off streets
we are forced into labour
men come to us
during the day during late hours of night
tied down beaten to pulp
tears run down our faces
sold off to strange men
older men by many years
broken down til I obey
wrists of our tied in chain
no family around except for the children around us
harmed til we don't look like human beings
screams of ours are heard
by the men who hurt us
branded to show we are owned
to show that we are property
*****, beaten, sold
to show we are no longer free

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