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Robert R Oct 2015
my hands haven’t
stopped shaking,
since she’s left
she took my soul with her

heartless and numb
cold to the pain
i break my teeth on bottles,
forgetting your name

i want me back,
my peace and my sanity
for all you caused was pain
put a dagger in my chest
and ****** my name

i miss you
i wont lie
my love for you is true
but the pain you left is everlasting
so when i call for you
i find myself, screaming
catastrophe.
Chalsey Wilder Oct 2015
What's the hold up?
Why are we on pause?
I'd suggest you start warming up
If you want an early surprise from Mrs. Clause
I have red ruby lips for you to kiss on
I want you to kiss me till I'm fully breathless
I really want a large ******* to sit upon
**** me till my screaming is all helpless
First, **** me like you love me,
Then **** me like you hate me
Eat my ***** like a savage, it's all warm and tasty
Baby, if I squeeze too hard, don't quit licking
It'll be all worth it for this cherry picking
I gots bars!!! Jk. But writing this was really fun.
Emily Sep 2015
You want to know why I flinch?
You want to know why I scream?
Because at home I'm flinching away from someone grabbing my hair.
Because at home I'm screaming when I'm getting hurt or about to be.

I don't expect you to understand how much it hurts having you hair pulled so many times.
I don't expect you to understand how much it hurts to be hurt so many times.

Because your life hopefully doesn't involve the need to flinch.
Because your life hopefully doesn't involve the need to scream unless it's gleeful.
Now you know why I flinch.
Now you know why I scream.
Lydia Sep 2015
everywhere I turned there was a screeching child around every aisle
begging, whining, crying,
faces red, tears rolling as they throw probably their fifth or sixth temper tamtrum all day
right there in the middle of walmart
parents faced drained of life
trying to get in and out
while rounding up their child
dragging them by the arm
giving them what they want so they stop asking even three aisles away from the object
I bent down to grab my cupcake holders and I hear little feet running up beside me
and a young boy goes bolting by me,
a box of fruit roll ups in his hands
and I watch as he throws it in the cart and the mother continue to walk as if that didn't just happen
as I stand the sound of screams echoes
through the grocery section
and all I can think is
GO GO GO
GET ME OUT OF HERE
my lungs felt heavy
my breath was coming in quick
small gasps
I started sweating under my arm pits
my mind closing around the sounds of
bratty children screaming behind me
beside me
in front of me
as if the sounds were taunting me
I dropped the two items I had on a random shelf and headed toward the door as fast as my feet would take me
pushed open the doors and ran to my car
where I turned the ignition on
stepped on the gas and flew out of the parking lot
I gasped for air when I got on the road
I hadn't even realized I'd been holding my breath
was that going to be my life?
was I about to nurture
love
clean
change diapers
fall in love
with a hateful, selfish, evil little demon
that would fool me for a few months of absolutely adorable babyness before turning into Satan spawn right before my eyes
begging, screaming, whining when they don't get their way
who was I kidding
I've always hated children
and in return they've hated me back
just last week a boy told me my leggings were gay
what made me think my son would be any different?
I didn't calm down until I got to sit in silence
just the sound of my cars engine
and my own breathing
I swore right then and there
even if it kills me, I would never let my child be that kid
I refused to let my life end up the way those parents in walmart had turned out
kids will be kids but my child will
never chase a pregnant woman out of a store in an absolute panic second guessing motherhood
sainche micano Sep 2015
you're sipping wine
i'm counting bottles
you're sitting down
i'm trying to settle...
....the window of our love
is music with echoes
the story of our nights
is painted with battle....
..i want to pay attention
but the bills are screaming
i guess i'm filthy if you're messed
cause you make me better

what never is..
is us
I don't think I can take it  any more
Their screaming is tearing me apart
From the haven of my blanket fort
I hear them going at it again
Yet this futile fight I know who'll win.

My eyes shut tight
Hoping mum will finally be heard
Yet as the sobbing begins and the voices lower
My heart drags realizing
Dad bulldozed her heart again.

Thus I resume to act again
Like their dumb girl who didn't
Just wipe her tears away
And plaster on a cheesy grin.

The despairing girl whose heart yearns
To end all the acting
And confront the reason why
Her family is tearing apart

Whether it mends or breaks
The foolish acting would at least come to an **end
When you are breaking inside and can't speak out because it will ruin the perfect little family and because you would be seen as really immature! Just biding my time for now till I can be seen as an adult and talk to my parents but till then patience.......
Sophie phippen Jul 2015
Remember the days we spent together,
alway together no matter the weather.
you were my world,
my life,
my everything.
until it all changed that one evening.
the screaming and crying on the kitchen,
about that girl you were always kissing.
after that night we went our separate ways,
now I live my life with better days.
I don't think of the night we split up,
I just think of patching my heart up
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