#barelyalive
All good is lost,
And we pay the cost,
As we watch our country burn;
A shadow up ahead,
In the path we now tread,
A molester at every turn.
A haven for girls,
Kept decked up in pearls,
Now amused as they stand defamed;
What change came about?
How sick can a man turn out?
The law keeps the culprit unnamed!
Hurting another with such fallen grace;
Leaving her in pieces, feeling disgraced:
Soiling her form, her mind, her life;
It disgusts, hurts and saddens the soul,
A father, a brother, a friend played the role:
Shattering her dreams, her goals in a strife.
Tainted now in the darkest of shades:
*Her life is lost, a future fades;
Faith is a myth, humanity a tale.*
She's hardly alive, like the waking dead;
*And though she weeps on her poisioned bed,
She will live on bloodless and pale.*
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 12:30 AM UTC
I woke up today with my head in pain
I felt weaker than I was a day before
In my bed, there were tear stains
I coughed, blood on the floor
Needles over here, needles over there
Piercing my skin almost everyday
I shoved the bitter pills even if I couldn’t bear
I need it for me to live, for me to stay
Each passing day, I took a deep breath
Another day on being a burden
Each passing day, closing near to death
I can feel the hole in me widen
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 5:12 AM UTC