Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
She was walking home again
On the trail that helped her survive
Survive because it was here she lost love
And lost herself
A man approached her
As her cheetah print skirt swayed
He swooned and tried to ******
Tried to ****** a girl
At the age of thirteen
A man who knew nothing of her
Other than her bittersweet innocence
That he would steal for himself
He laid her down
And took her
And as she walked away
She wept
Wept for all she has lost
Wept her lack of fighting
But why should such a young girl be a victim
Why did that man feel like he had her from just a glance
Was she weak
Who told him she was broken
Who told him she would scream
Who told him it was okay
Because it sure wasn't her.
I didn't know how to really write this, it's been a while...
It was betrayal that destroyed
For the one who was once a friend
Is now know as only enemy.
Every darkness in me
Has been vanquished
But the dark memories lurk
Memories of **** after ****
Tears after tears
The therapy
The loneliness
The lack of talking about it
The way I bled because it hurt my soul
All of it bled out from within me
The suffering that I endured
The yelling
The blaming
The lack of love
The complete ignorance of me
I remember it all
And I wear it on my sleeve
As a reminder of what will never again be.
If he carries out a wrong deed
It's on me
If you mess up
It's on me

The girl who feels slave
Chained up in that house
Held down by the blaming
Your rules
Your dictation

So hard to break free
Want to feel liberty
I want it to bathe over me

I no longer want to suffer
No longer want to be imprisoned

The shell I live in is cracked
And one day I swear for all I've suffered
I will pay you back.
It hits in a spiritual, delirious way
the taste of blood is the only reminder
of how much I enjoy the pain

I crashed the car and I lived
I roamed the highway searching for your ghost
only to find it moved on long ago

We travelled 500 miles in this chase
for euphoria; the few signs on the way
urging us to follow separate paths

You're gone and I'm trapped
within this memory, a period of stasis
Cursing the alleged 'free road'
that brought us to this standstill.

(You never were one to take a risk,
always pausing to play it safe)

These selfish lights refuse to shift
throwing us back to different ends
of the spectrum once again

Yet I'm pulsing red, devilish hues
for you for you for you

If I could, I would crash all over again
But your lips are the only collision I need
and I was never one to wear a seat-belt
© copyright
I wonder if like a storm you are
unaware of the damage you inflict.
Flooding these walls with screams,
shattering the fragility of our home.

I assume you are too caught up
within your own struggles to break free.
The wrath of your thoughts and those
calculating fingers rake your flesh.

Etching violent artistry's to your soulless
voids. Little needles which pin-***** at
the dark corners of your mind; awakening
the dormant cruelty sheltered within.

It is only through the cusp of night that
apologies emerge as you feign delicacy.
Your liquid skies fade to hellish hues as
you tell me not to lust after hurricanes.
© copyright
Numb* from the *Memories
Memories of pain
Memories of sorrow
Memories of regret

Numb from Society
A Society of conformists
A Society of insecurity
A Society of restlessness

Numb from Love
Deceitful love
Temporary love
Inadequate love

Numb from *You
Next page