Control
is what I did not have
Vulnerability
took away my agility
as I stood still
whilst you looked ready to ****
You ignored my moans
And broke my bones
I may not have looked broken
but I was inside;
felt as though I had died
yet I found no peace
in this new-found death
As, though, no physical injuries remained
it was there patched in my brain
forever in my mind
when you did something far from kind
when you did what you did
something I can never forgive
I will forever be broken
as you have never spoken
of what sick thoughts went through your mind
when you did what you did
How I wish I could shove all these thoughts and emotions in jar
and close the lid.
What justified this horrendous act?
That's worse than having your head cut in half with an axe.
But you say nothing;
no remorse
for my internal corpse
So I was broken...
I am still broken...
I will be broken...
Always broken!
Feb 22, 2020
Feb 22, 2020 at 9:44 AM UTC
Control
is what I did not have
Vulnerability
took away my agility
as I stood still
whilst you looked ready to ****
You ignored my moans
And broke my bones
I may not have looked broken
but I was inside;
felt as though I had died
yet I found no peace
in this new-found death
As, though, no physical injuries remained
it was there patched in my brain
forever in my mind
when you did something far from kind
when you did what you did
something I can never forgive
I will forever be broken
as you have never spoken
of what sick thoughts went through your mind
when you did what you did
How I wish I could shove all these thoughts and emotions in jar
and close the lid.
What justified this horrendous act?
That's worse than having your head cut in half with an axe.
But you say nothing;
no remorse
for my internal corpse
So I was broken...
I am still broken...
I will be broken...
Always broken!
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