Taken for Granted
Kaylynn Little

Quiet, dreadful nights turning into loud echoing screams and wet sheets
Remembering the cold isolating touch of your hands on my shaken body
I grimace at the thought of one day again, we might meet.
I wish I hadn’t of been alone, regretting that I hadn’t brought somebody.

The bad thing about having a trusting heart, is it doesn’t know when to stop
Not wanting to believe that anybody could be capable of something so frigid
How could someone be so heartless, as to force you down while they are on top
No matter how much I said no, you stayed against my skin, your body rough and rigid.

I cried out for help but your parents weren’t there, I guess they trusted you as much as I did
Look where a heart of gold got me, here wishing my heart no longer felt a beat
They didn’t believe you were capable of such a horrid act, in their defense you were just a kid
That didn’t stop you however, I laid there frightened in a cold sweat.


I don’t think I’ll ever fully recover, from the night you took me for granted
I never would have taken you for that kind of person, then again I trusted you.

ARTIST

An artist all lonely at the end of the day
Sat in her room all alone to paint
She got out her brush and colored her canvas red
She wished on the star that soon she’d be dead

Her brush was a blade that made smooth strokes
Her paint was bright red and caused her to choke
Her throat was her canvas, big and wide
She wished on the star that could no longer hide

She feared being loved because in the end it was fake
She feared giving trust since she knew what’s at stake
All she wanted was peacefulness there as she laid
She dropped the blade and smiled, for it wouldn’t be long
Till she was finally free and for the last time she prayed

“Dear lord please forgive me for the sins I have made
Tell mommy I love her, I will soon fade.”
And with her last words she laid still on the bed
And envisioned the promise land bright in her head.

-Kaylynn Little