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Sep 2017
Those ruffling sheets
Those unheard screams
Haunting my memories
Haunting my dreams.

Yes..helpless I was
A little doll in someone's hands
He played with me all the time
Tied me with ropes and bands.

For years and years
I kept my mouth shut
No one should know
Shh shh no matter what.

Years passed
And then I broke free
Revealed to someone
The secret of me.

I had someone
By my side
Oh I could stand stroms
And I never cried.

Then he came again
The game once more begun
But the one I'd take a bullet for
Was standing behind the gun.

So now I stand here
And get shot everyday
A liquid oozes from me
But it's grey.
Why couldn't you be on my side mom?
Written by
Aurelia  22/F/India
(22/F/India)   
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     Eli and Qwerty
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