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Jul 2017
Hissed out lies to me
A smile with a slither in between.

Now tell me ,
What's the reward ?
Pounds of guilt, wings for hell ?
What more ?
Please tell me .
Livin to ****,
How pitiful .

Endless hole , buried in thoughts.
A child so stubbornly forced ,
A child so viciously torn.
An abandoned doll,
Cracked and oh so *****.
Whines out for her own.

Oh so heavy ,
So bloodied and dead.
Through the walls ,
Through the halls
His laughter echoes .

As the seconds ticked on, the day's flew
The years slow , I prayed
My knees bloodied
And flesh began to show
I prayed and hoped

Kicked to the ground,
I'm sorry.

You take a peak at my bruised skin
The radiance is gone
The innocence is lost !
I'm so sorry ..

I failed and I died
Oh how could I have been alive ?
Last moment I had
A dream so surreal , so unearthly ,
So unreal .
It could have almost been real.

I could not explain if I tried .
Written by
Denise Rodriguez  19/F
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