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Jul 2017
I have cried
silent, bitter, and angry tears.
I have bled
internally--externally
for the past Seven Years.

I have endured the Nightmare
of your Invasion,
of your pernicious touch.

Sickening and Intrusive

Plagues upon my skin
For Seven Years...
Yet Here I am--
I Begin Again.

The cells of my skin Reborn
as all of you Recedes...
I am the Phoenix
And I will Never Concede.

Your Toxicity no longer corrupting,
your assault all but faded--
Never Forgotten or Forgiven
your depravity--your degradation.

Whole once more
no longer shattered
I put Myself together
I am what matters.

Seven Years

Shackled in body and skin
that once belonged to You.
Never again, Nevermore
I am no longer subdued.

I am no longer a prisoner of fear,
I look at my skin...and it no longer sears
I. See. Clear.
My Body
My Soul
is Cleansed.
And
it
only
took
Seven Years...
Tiana Lloyd
Written by
Tiana Lloyd  25/F/Murfreesboro
(25/F/Murfreesboro)   
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