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Logan Smith Jun 2013
You looked at me.
Just looked.
Our eyes met for all of a second.
Not a hint of evil on your face.
Innocence, like the first time I looked into those eyes.

So why now does it feel like there are strong hands around my throat?
Why now, do I feel empty and hopeless?
Like my heart is being squeezed to a pulp?
When all you did was glance.
Because now I know you.

I can see the evil smile you gave me.
Oh that smile
The horrible curl of your lips sends bile up my throat.
"How could you?"
I can hear my words even now.
But you said nothing.
Just smiled,
Walked away from me like I was nothing.
Nothing but some child.
Too petty for you to deal with.
Logan Smith Jun 2013
She stares at me
From the other side of that mirror
Her eyes are full of disappointment.
But what does she know?!
She's only a little girl.
She has no Idea what it's like out there.
But she knows me.
She knows my past.
The pain I once felt.
The pain I pushed so far down only she feels it now.

Her eyes fill with tears.
Terrified of who she's become.
Or are they my tears?
Ours she corrects me.
I shiver at the thought.

This little girl so small.
Innocent.
Look who she's become.
I'm sorry little girl.
I know you'll never forgive me.
*I'll never forgive me.
Logan Smith Jun 2013
Your name still whispers through my head
I still see your face when I close my eyes
I hear the promise in those three words you once said
How did you forget?
Forget the way we talked about the future?
Our future.
Forget the way we would sneak in late night phone calls?
Because we couldn't go an hour without hearing each other's voice.
Forget our plans?
Our love?
Us?
We were forever.
But forever didn't last.
You promised me forever.
But I guess you forgot.
Your heart's amnesia ruined it all.
Now all those plans are reminders of what could've been.
*Should've been.
Logan Smith May 2013
I smelled you before I saw you,
A manly scent that could make any girl turn.
I saw you.
Dressed to perfection.
Frame of a god.
Oh, but your eyes,
Cold.
A chill made its way down my spine as you smiled
I saw in that smile,
In those eyes,
Thousands of broken hearts.
I knew at that moment,
That I was looking at the devil himself.
Logan Smith May 2013
Strings around my wrists,
I do as I am told.
I do not act out,
For that would be too bold.
I smile and I behave,
I say “Yes Ma’am”
I smile through the pain.
I sit up straight
I stand up proper
The words I speak are not my own.
I sing.
I dance.
I am only here to please,
No matter the pain I feel.
I do not have a mind of my own.
I am the puppet.
Logan Smith May 2013
I had no idea that my family wasn’t perfect,
All you let me see were the lies,
I was ignorant to the truth,
But still, I was happy.

You hurt her,
My only protector,
But I thought she was evil.
In my eyes you were God,
But secretly, you were the devil.

Now I see the tears,
The ones she refused to show in my presence.
She fought for my happiness.
She suffered for my smile.
And you let me believe she was evil.

But I was ignorant,
I was blind.
I was just a little girl,
Who had her own little world.

— The End —