#lostgirl
Deep inside I wanna cry
A feeling of depression
And I was asking Why
Because all the things you told me
were totally lie.
As my body was burning like a coal
You were poking me and making holes.
I was shouting, begging and crying
For the mercy
Which you never gave
Although you broke my soul
But now it doesn't matter
Because I'm already shattered.
Oct 26, 2024
Oct 26, 2024 at 7:43 AM UTC
She left on that Desert highway
Running at top speed
She didn't stop for days
She wanted to end the bleed
Took a few left turns
She found herself lost
She had watched it all burn
Her soul had paid the cost
Her wildness enthralling
As in darkness she was drown
Storms of memories falling
Screaming silence the sound
Do not try to follow
Disappearing into herself, leaving only a blur
She'd taken all she could swallow
With this life she never did concur
©Pauline Russell
Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 6:30 PM UTC
Someday, I’ll go to Neverland;
flying to the second star in the right.
You’ll be my Peter Pan,
and I’ll hold you so tight.
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 7:52 AM UTC
I was lost.
Every night I’d stand by my window in hopes that someone would help me.
The stars shone as bright as they could. They were in peace.
Something I wasn’t.
That was until I saw him.
That sorrow I had buried myself in had managed to get away.
And that smile that hasn’t seen the daylight in years managed to form.
But he was lost too.
And the same smile I had on my face reflected on his.
He was my lost boy.
Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 9:55 PM UTC
I've felt it coming on for days
That Big Black Dog is on his way
Nothing I did made his course sway
Why can't he just slumber
But deep in his throat I heard that rumble
I know I'm going to take a tumble
On the sharp rocks of life I'll be dashed
A bone crunching crash
It'll be fast
He pounced on he this morning
Now I'm in mourning
I seen him coming I had warning
In his big strong jaws he'll rip me apart
He'll devour my soul, my heart
That will only be a start
As he guards my hole
Not letting me go
My agony grows
Little girl lost
Always paying the cost
Look where she was tossed
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 8:48 AM UTC
She left on that deserted highway
Running at top speed
She didn't stop for days
She wanted to stop the bled
Took a few left turns
She found herself lost
She had watched it all burn
Her soul paid the cost
She never wanted to be found
No human contract, none at all
Voices in her mind, the only sound
The wildness in her called
Don't try to follow
She won't let you find her
She'd taken all she could shallow
She's disappeared into herself, she's no amateur
Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 6:09 PM UTC
Is it acceptable to **** anyone and everyone you want,
Be mysteriously exposed in your photographs,
Act carelessly with people and friends drunk and drugged and dicked out of your mind,
Forget the hurtful and blissful past for a reputation,
Exist in a way the girl you were never thought you could be the girl you are,
Because you’re in your 20s?
You remind me of the characters Greta Gerwig plays in some of her films,
But not Gerwig herself,
Although you do look an awful like her Hispanic version if there was one;
I guess that’s you.
I bet when I was placing the edge of the razorblade against my wrist,
You were getting penetrated and plowed by a **** between the legs.
Your innocence was smothered by your lust and
Our history got erased by your fears and flaws.
I just wanted you,
But then again, everyone already had you,
And it was not my fault;
It was your choice.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 3:02 AM UTC
I saw a girl today
As I rode passed her
In the backseat
With Sunny Day Real Estate,
I stared at her
Through the raindrop-stained window
As she just sat there
On her torn lawn chair
In uncut grass and faded pajamas
Doing absolutely nothing
But getting fat and old
And picking at her shirt,
The logo on it was Superman
And all I could do was wonder
Was she ever super before?
Was she related to Clark Kent?
Was she with the Man of Steel?
Was she the decisive or deceived?
Or was it a call for help?
She looked at me
For a split second,
I suddenly knew
Expectations are ruins
Existence only lingers,
The symbol symbolized
A human truth,
Like car lights caught in traffic
On a bridge
Like your being ingurgitated
By the sky
Like the lonely sea passed the waves
For a moment,
Not forever,
No one is special,
Nothing is superb,
Except maybe fiction
Scribbled on dead trees,
Then the car crashes,
My family is compelled to fly,
And I join my friends in death,
As the girl continued sitting,
Being un-super.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 2:55 AM UTC