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NitaAnn May 2013
For years now
I have had an affair
What's wrong with me...
Nobody cares.
It is a long story
I suppose
About the one habit
I believe I chose.
When things happen
In my miserable life,
I can not help but
Answer the call of my blade.
These scars on my body
No, they are not your fault.
It is all my doing,
It is all my fault.
Why can I not be normal?
I ask myself all the time.
Why can I not erase
This life of mine??
NitaAnn May 2013
I am more than the lies that he told me, more than the words that he said
I am good for more than making him happy and serving him in that bed

I am more than this pain, anguish, and hurt that upon me he placed
I will no longer allow my mind, body, and spirit within his power to be disgraced

I am more than the weight of my world, guilt, and shame that I carry
I am digging through this dirt to find my soul to quickly unbury

I've slowly reopened up my wounds, unraveled my secrets for the world to see
Bleeding them out through my words to kind ears and I allowed it strengthen me

I am grieving and mourning but no longer being swallowed up by my past
I will become more then these flashbacks and memories that continue to last

I am more than my sad days, my failures, setbacks, and tears
One day no longer will I be controlled by my minds possession of so many fears

I am more than some victim, and that broken damaged little thing
I can now find joy in this world, be uplifted, my heart can begin to sing
NitaAnn May 2013
I am floating around this earth, a ghost, unnoticed, and empty.
Yet I leave footprints in the sand.
I breathe, and I walk, my heart beating but I feel dead
All I had, every part of me was cut off.
Falling to the ground to disintegrate at the feet of the one causing my pain
I was stuck in the body of this dead child unable to break free
But I grew, somehow
I transformed and became something else, someone else
I left her body there. I saw what he was doing to her
So I floated away and she perished with her words stuck in the back of her throat
Words that formed screams and screams that turned into begging
Begging to understand, begging for it to stop
Begging for an answer, but none came
Now I feel non-existent. Just a soul, traveling in search
In search of something, in search of life, in search of hope
Maybe still searching for an answer
I continue my search yet I find it difficult to move in this decomposed body
These hands are dead, these feet are dead, my heart is dead
My everything is dead
I must put that little one to rest, So I can breath
Closing her eyes, and crossing her hands across that dead heart
I release her
Awakening the spark of life back into my veins
It ignites like fire, then flows through me and down to my fingertips
Throwing all numbness, shame, and guilt in that coffin with her
I lower her body into the dark earth and say goodbye
I tell her I'm sorry no one ever saved her
Throwing dirt on her grave I walk away
I walk away knowing its ok to feel
To be here, surviving, even though she didn't
I can be alive for her, because she never got the chance
I can feel life pulling at my ankles begging me to join it and to simply let her rest
So I follow life, to breathe, to walk, to keep my heart beating
Yet more than that.
To feel, to love and be loved, to learn and to know
To remember and yet move forward
To feel not like a ghost but as this beautiful butterfly I have transformed into.
NitaAnn May 2013
Last night
I could not sleep
Nightmare after another
Kept calling back
My memories
Unbidden and clear.
Last night
I dreamt of him.
NitaAnn May 2013
These memories are knives stabbing me repeatedly in the heart…
Killing me slowly.
I want to stop thinking about this.
I want to move on but it is as if someone has pressed rewind on my life
And is forcing me to continue to go back and relive.
The memory…
All of these memories are everywhere.
It is all I see, all I feel, all I know…
I need a break.
I want to run and hide
But they just all follow me.
Lurking in the darkness bringing me back to their reality.
Please leave me alone…
Please let me rest…
Please just give me one moment of peace.
I am so tired, mentally, emotionally, physically…
I just need to rest my eyes.
Just give me one night of rest…..
NitaAnn May 2013
I have been shutting the memories out of my head all day. My mind wants to remember more. My mind wants to force all that bad ugliness In. "I cannot just sit and think about this now I'm working!" I tell my mind. It does not listen, It forces It's way in anyways. I cannot run from It, I cannot hide from It. And I cannot function without It spilling into my brain like poison. I can tell It to go away, or come again another day. But when I shut It out I feel worse, I hurt worse. And It does not stay away for long. It always creeps back in on me, leaving me with this black cloud of pain above my head hanging there for the world to see. I wish I could release all of this hurt that is on my heart, just let It all go with one single action. Be done and move on. But it is not that simple. I do not want to remember today. I want a break. I am playing a game of tug-a-war with my brain. It's pulling the rope tighter and harder on It's end, while I lose the battle due to my weakness and crash to the earth face first. I do not want to remember today. I do not want to cry. I refuse to close my eyes; I refuse to let It control me today. I just want a break.

Please go away bad things I beg of you now.
I wish to sleep but I don't know how

I don't like these memories, or these pictures that I see
I screamed and cried but no one ever came to save me

Please go away and don't bring any more pain
GO AWAY I feel like if you don't I will go insane

I don't want to feel, or remember his touch
Run away memories, I don't want to see you, it hurts too much

Please go away, you've shown me what I never wanted to see
Slip from my mind, vanish from my thoughts, please just let me be

I don't want to remember his smile, sweat or his smell
Or the way he made that tiny baby promise not to tell

Please go away bad memories, It pains me to breath
Everything hurts, I need time to grieve

I don't like the dirtiness and the way I've carried this shame
I've spent my whole life walking this earth thinking I was to blame

Please go away bad memories, I wish that you had never come
When you grace my presence you make me feel numb

I don't like to hear the voice In my head of that child begging him to stop
Or remember as he didn't listen, threw her down, and climbed on top

Please go away bad memories you make my body remember what it once forgot
I also remember dolls, jewelry, and toys he left, making him think forgiveness he'd bought

I do not wish to see any further or to remember the blood that ran down her skin
What that father did was wrong, sick, and disgusting, It was the ultimate sin

Please go away I hate everything I see in these horrible, hurtful things
I feel like a bird lying waiting to die with its broken tattered wings

I do not wish to know what was done, be a victim, or live any longer in this past
I ache, I hurt, I scream, I cry, I beg, I see, I remember how long will this last?

Please go away all sadness you've been here far, far too long
My heart is always aching and singing its sad, sad song

I don't like these bad dreams or this life living with these fears
My heart is heavy and my body is raw, I am blinded by my tears

Please go away bad things I beg of you now
*I wish to sleep but I don't know how
NitaAnn May 2013
Last night he proved that after almost 30 years he still has control over me.

His voice…his touch…they turn me back into the little girl of 5…I have no voice of my own…I have no power to deny him…

I cry…I plead…all to no avail…

I try to find my voice…I want to demand answers…instead I am quiet and submissive….

Today

Today I am ashamed…how does he still have that power? Why do I not speak up? I am not that little girl anymore…

Today I am 5 years old and trapped in an adult body…I want to hid in my closet and not come out…instead life demands that I play my role…

My heart breaks….
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