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jon Oct 2021
I saw his name
And everything around me changed

Blurred vision
Healed wounds becoming a fresh incision

I can’t breathe
But I couldn’t leave

Survival instincts
Thoughts of wishing I was extinct

Racing thoughts
I cannot connect the dots

Your name
Is my downfall rain

The kind I dread
Sometimes I can’t get out of bed

You see the outside and think I’m acting stupid
But let me sit you down and tell you what he did

Maybe but it depends
Maybe you’ll understand then.
My experience at work when I saw my abusers name.
Jey Nov 2014
Tonight I can write the thoughts I have for you.
So that someday when you read this, you'll think of me too.

I will write until the last moment.
For you have given me a life that is treasuring to spent.

You made me feel like I was in heaven.
You now have me seeking for a safe haven.

I hate the way you treated me.
I hate exactly what you did to me.

When you laughed at what I asked.
When you weren't there when I passed.

Tonight I can write the most bitter of them all.
For this will be the mark that for you, I hardly fall.

I will write for I can still recall the memories.
The memories we had full of joy and bliss.

Those moments where you are still with me.
That moment where in your side is the safe place to be.

I will write for I had been hurt with the things you've said.
Those thoughts of you made my heart break 'til it bled.

Tonight I can write for I can't get over you.
Because it would be the hardest thing I cannot do.

— The End —