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Oct 2018
Survivor

                                                               ­                      - Jocelyn Kay
I did it all so he couldn’t hurt me again
I ended up hurting myself
He’s gone, a whisper in the wind

But he haunts the deep dark memories within
His hands, unwelcome
His breathe stale and lips dry

To forget is impossible
The drugs erase everything else
Tis a terrifying pain, the pain of times gone by
You feel it through the numbness
It creeps up on you, sly

Family and friends
Mean very little now
They didn’t know how to help,
And a part of me believes they didn’t even care to try

How do I wash this filth off my skin
Scrubbing till streams of blood run down my limbs
Have you ever had a scar
The size of your whole being

Throbbing

Singing tales of times best forgotten

The scars outside lasers can wipe
The wounds inside I can only hide

And so I live,
Day to day
Hour to hour
Getting through it, slowly
Shakily
At first

But then with grace.
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