You changed,
You changed
I walked a way
To keep myself
I lost the game.
The game,
The game,
You were not fair
It was a war
I left you there.
You’re there,
You’re there,
And there you’ll stay.
You play the game.
I’ve walked away.

I saw forever in your eyes. . .


                Then you closed them.

I guess I won that stupid fight of "I love you more."

Smiling politely in the local store,
another happy shopper that most would ignore,
but what torrid secrets lay under her grin
the tainted stigma of that hidden sin,

she wraps up her fears with the things that she’s bought,
packed into bags without a thought,
the knots in her stomach drive her insane,
for she knows that tonight there’ll  be anguish and pain,

She drinks her coffee and stares at the clock,
It’s ticking hands seem to laugh and mock,
her doleful eyes are starting to mist,
as she thinks of the bruises made by his fist,

Violently  thrown onto a bed,
pinned down and stifled as if she was dead,
pretends not to feel the hatred and pain,
as her virtue is stolen again and again,

She’s sick of the broken promises and lies,
prays to a God who never replies ,
Its all tucked away where no one can see,
longing for the day that her soul will be free.

we're told from a young age
that we should tell an adult
if we're being abused
but what if you've pushed
it so far back into your mind
that you can't remember who
or what
or when
or how

i know it happened
i know it did
but what if the only way
i can talk about it
is online
with strangers
who don't know me
in a poem

abuse is scary
****** abuse haunts me
i need to get it out
it's been 12 years
but i can't move on

what if the person that gave birth to me
the one that was supposed to love and accept me
used to be the monster i was afraid of at night
the one that told me i was worthless all the time
what if the person that gifted me with my life
*is actually the person that made me want to die

The hour has stricken,
He has been found.
No longer breathing,
Lying there wet as can be.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

Facebook slowly starts to rise,
When I see rest in peace dear boy.
Nothing will be the same,
Two people in two months.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

Slowly declining in breath,
My heart breaks in two.
It hurts to live right now,
Knowing you’ll never be back.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

Wishing you could come back,
Wishing you knew I loved you.
I can’t find the one to blame,
So I blame myself.
I feel so bad, so sad.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

A fire is no longer burning
Dying in the ashes of night.
A good soul is now dead,
Longing for a new light.
Rejected by life,
We see a good soul die.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

The tears of mourners,
The screams of pain.
No controlling the feeling,
We go along with it.
Everyone in black,
No music to life.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

They now bury him,
Mothers fall to their knees,
Sisters stay home and bleed,
Brothers get into fights.
Fathers grieve silently,
Isn't life grand?
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death

He is gone,
Sadly Never to return,
But only in faith,
Prayers so soft and sweet.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

The kiss of the river so soft and sweet,
It sweeps you off your feet,
It makes you feel youth again,
Soaked, with the rivers kiss of death,