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I clench my eyes with angst, My heart thumped out of my chest I still recall you attempting to warm your hands But when your hand grasped my mouth Your hand remained cold as ice As you try to explain if I do this thing I am nice I know it doesn't matter so I just lay I pray And pray you will possibly just leave But I hold this every time, you never leave You strip my childhood the same time as you strip my clothes. Yet I still feel every part of you. Do you ever truly feel remorseful? Cause sincerely at this point I'm just enraged Enraged you got to go live and find love I'm stuck as I perceive it's not in store for me, love Who can love a soul so defeated I ask Who can love me picking up my broken shards off the floor I ask Who wants to help me get off the floor you put me on You shoved me farther and farther down Each experience, a different person brings me farther down I now appear to be so down low I grew to become the floor For souls to rest on and forget when they no longer feel low They come to me and destroy me though I am not as low you I will never be as low as you I refuse to let myself While I am on the ground I see you under me, tugging on me attempting to drag me deeper but I refuse to be as low as you I will never stoop down to wherever you are Because you don't label me You are merely a tiny portion of me Not all of me just merely a blink in my timeline
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Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 10:10 AM UTC
Blink
I clench my eyes with angst, My heart thumped out of my chest I still recall you attempting to warm your hands But when your hand grasped my mouth Your hand remained cold as ice As you try to explain if I do this thing I am nice I know it doesn't matter so I just lay I pray And pray you will possibly just leave But I hold this every time, you never leave You strip my childhood the same time as you strip my clothes. Yet I still feel every part of you. Do you ever truly feel remorseful? Cause sincerely at this point I'm just enraged Enraged you got to go live and find love I'm stuck as I perceive it's not in store for me, love Who can love a soul so defeated I ask Who can love me picking up my broken shards off the floor I ask Who wants to help me get off the floor you put me on You shoved me farther and farther down Each experience, a different person brings me farther down I now appear to be so down low I grew to become the floor For souls to rest on and forget when they no longer feel low They come to me and destroy me though I am not as low you I will never be as low as you I refuse to let myself While I am on the ground I see you under me, tugging on me attempting to drag me deeper but I refuse to be as low as you I will never stoop down to wherever you are Because you don't label me You are merely a tiny portion of me Not all of me just merely a blink in my timeline
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Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 10:10 AM UTC
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