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#3years
I looked at my cousins profile today It was full of happy birthday Prayers and wishes Greatness and I love you’s I miss you’s and please come home But I can’t help but scream And cry and pray that he never sees the light of day. That he rots away behind the only bars that are keeping me safe. I pray his sentence was life, But the justice system doesn’t care. They don’t care my will was pinned down My voice was kept silent And a magical experience ripped away. I looked at his sons profile today. Drawing and anime all the way. Updated pictures free will to walk. Free will to go harm another person who’s lost. No punishment granted. And smiles he may Stealing the smiles he wiped from my face. He plays little games with cards always winning never losing just like how he won that day. His Facebook reveals all No regret in his eyes. No apologies given So here I lye I looked at my rapists profiles today And the the justice system failing To keep me safe.
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 9:04 PM UTC
Facebook profiles today.
here you and i are again, nothing is the same from the last time. your presence feels as though it is a mirage. surely this is because i thought that i finally found the strength to leave you behind. **** it; how come you always make your way back into my life? can't help but fail weak for allowing you to make amends with me. you appear to be a changed person which is refreshing yet irritating. the truth is, you can't change the hurt you caused me in the past. you can say "sorry" til you're blue in the face, yet that takes nothing back. hate to let you down or ruin your pride parade, i just need to do what's best for me once and for all. running back to your arms for the first time ever feels lethal.
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Jan 7, 2016
Jan 7, 2016 at 1:02 AM UTC
please, take me off of repeat
It started 3 years ago I was instantly hooked Just the littlest bit and i needed more It's true what they say about drugs They are addictive And Jess i cant get enough of your love
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Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 11:49 PM UTC
Your drug
Pain, The stabbing feeling That I experience Day in day out. Knowing that for Three years The issue has been This the pain is unneeded To stop the pain These tablets, Painkillers Cause more pain Than they solve The daily tears The throbbing Like a knife Unexplainable Unthinkable A dance career Wanted No longer possible Ended before begun
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Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 1:42 PM UTC
Pain (the essence of dance)