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Willow Branche Jan 2020
I'm hemorrhaging out of my chest
where my heart used to be.
He just threw the kitchen sink at me.
I couldn't dodge it, for It was too large.
I couldn’t  evade his powerful charge.
Every insult, that one can imagine,
Spewed from his mouth, begging for a reaction.
I tried to stay strong, I couldn’t break down,
I held back my tears, I kept in my frown.
It’s always the same, night after night,
So why even bother to put up a fight?
Now as I lay dying, an empty shell
I sit here alone in my own private hell.
Willow Branche Jan 2020
I'm like a bird and he cut off my wings.
The cage is open but my heart it stings.
Now I'm his puppet - ******* by strings,
He's burying me alive.

Cement and rubble weigh me down
Heads under water so I will drown
I have no choice - he wears the crown
He's was always by my side.

I scream aloud for all to hear
But he won't let a person near
I live in existential fear
He's gonna watch me die.

I'm tired now, lost too much blood
He kicks my face down in the mud
To get his way, he'd push and shove
And so I say Goodbye
Jajana Jan 2020
Toxic tears
My worst fear
Don’t come near
all blood smeared

A broken hand
A shattered heart
A visible brand
Which you call art

Beat the hell out of me
End it,can we?
Then cry a river for me
Stop it, please

Your emotions, messed up
You, shut up
Don’t waste those tears
Because in the end you don’t care

Emotionally damaged
An unforgettable rampage
Left with a Hollow and distorted soul
How to fill this hole?

You left a stain on my brain
A permanent pain
Going normal seems too much
Wishing for a sweet touch
Stop going back to the ones that hurt you
Cc Jan 2020
He say sorry
i said apology not accepted
he says sorry
i said apology rejected
cause is sorry isnt sorry in his mind
he'll still hit me time after time
so i know sorry is just a lie
when he says sorry he doesn't mean it
he just wants to make sure i keep his cruelty a secret
lazarus Dec 2019
i am not made to be the counterpart to your fantasy
slotting in where you see me necessary
falling in line like a shadow,
substance held only in light of your form

i am not made bent at the altar of your suffering
stagnated by the sulfur at your mouth
pleading, pushing,

i am not made to be waiting
for your apathy to dissipate
into twitching palms

i am not made of you
not woven of your neuroses
not built from your judgement
not felled by your weaknesses

you want someone to be you, fit you, please you, hold you, soothe you, be you, temper you, cherish you, enrage and excite you, be you, be you, be you

i am not made by your hands,
nor the sin of any before you

i am not made to be suffocated
in the shape of the woman
you want to hold
Hurt is the way how to show me your love
Hurt is how I know I’m never enough
You smile and I know that for a moment you care
Next thing I wanna die under your freezing stare.

Hot and cold could be your both middle names
I never know which one is next
And getting bit tired of your silly games
While you’re the one who plays the best.

Why are you so much fun to be around?
Why do you leave me in my tears to drown?
Why do your eyes say „My love, I’m your home“?
And your words make me feel as ever alone.

Love and hate on a date sharing a cold one
Which one is your queen tonight?
Spite off and charm on, let’s fool everyone
That night is day and day is night.
Verbatim Lynnie Nov 2019
Days awake in unwell sleeping patterns,
Mechanical days are flourishing, I've
Kinda wished everything wasn't so fast;
I kinda wish I wasn't alive.
I was taken away within stabilization,
Carried in the means of unstable air.
Bury me, I scream, reassurance is blared,
I open in the truths of holding no care.
I doted on ideations,
Creating my world wielded in shame.
Crested on my darkest demons,
Resting with every ounce of blame.
My molecules are crying out,
"The world uses broken tools"
If only this world understood me,
And the impulsivity of oncoming abuse.
Inside I am an unkempt person,
And days are passing more than I know.
I gifted your works with my happiness,
And it is now time that I let you go.
I can't forgive you but I can
Forgive myself for loving you.
Goodbye mom
My mom isnt a good person and I have to let her go in order to let myself heal
KJ Nov 2019
I used to see the world
in shades of black and blue.
Like the imprint of hands,
like the image of my bruised skin.

The flashes of pain,
blindingly white
behind my eyelids,
shut tight.

I shut my eyes as tightly
as you gripped my wrist.
Trying to block out the pain,
as you tugged me along.

My eyes were still ******* shut
when you slammed my head against
the picture frame, cracking
in tandem with my broken heart.

I remember hot breath on my neck,
whispering.
"You're mine" is supposed to be endearing,
right?

You love me
you love me
you loved me,
right?
I will write until I can't remember you anymore. I will write out all the lies you told me until I no longer believe them.
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