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You know that feeling..
When your breathing stops,
But your heart still races.
When your eyes are closed,
But you can still see what's going on around you.

That's what it's like being with Him.
When his hands are around your throat,
But kisses you at the same time.
When he turns you away from Him,
But you know exactly what his expression is.

Trying to satisfy a never ending thirst.
Hoping you've done well when He doesn't look at you after.
Thinking you look disgusting but He reminds you otherwise.
Just to degrade you later.

A never-ending cycle of love, and disgust
Disgust, to lust
From lust to loving
Never ending. 
Always repeating and eating at me.
Making tears, laughter, moans, 
And those little kisses you wish you could save.

You know that feeling..
 Nov 2014 Haley Henry
Renae
Haley
 Nov 2014 Haley Henry
Renae
Tears like waterfalls crash down in never ending emotion. Ripped from reality, doomed, hopless, under mind control; instability everywhere. She wanders through a nightmarish scene. A scoundrel who owns her every move, her thoughts a desperate secret she has to keep. Begging the pain to end, begging for answers to questions she cannot ask. What is love?
2 years ago
I met him
I met the guy i was meant for.
through bitterness
the icy snow breaking on my skin
the harsh pain of the cold chunks making my skin red
it was so cold so cruel
no one to help me
only the ignorant boys taunting me
taunting me.
happiness feels my body
is someone here to help me?
his blonde hair blowing around from the crisp wind
his pale blue eyes so beautiful
his voice deep, and soothing.
the ice chunks hit the ground in front of the boys.
he stopped it
no more taunting from their cruel hearts
that evening was blissful.
is 2 years as long as you think?
not when you spend it getting to know someone you love
he didn't want me like i wanted him
my stomach tied twisted knots
the thought of him not wanting me back.
we spent every day together
he makes me my happiest
he is my everything and i love him.
things change he always told me and they get better
he made me the person i am today.
now we lay cuddled up together in my bed
watching a movie, happy.
he kisses me gently and i want more.
but baby steps.
baby steps.
he is mine now
i will do nothing to change that.
This is my first poem. Based on the love of my life and how we met.
all alone in the dark ,
sits a little boy.
he blocks out the world,
by playing with his toys.
a boy so innocent,
childhood taken away.
he begs and begs,
"dont take my toys away!"
hes been neglected
hes been let down
so he grabs his toys
and lets the blood tears drip down
he held on long enough
but now hes done
his toys done all the work
but he had all the fun
i kinda remixed one of my old poems so blah

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