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MoonChild May 2017
Instant attraction.

I swear it was a past life moment.

This one hasn't been working.
I'm forever chasing you.
But you have no memory of before.
Of that other life.
Neither do I, I guess.
But my soul is on fire for you.
Fire.

I don't know when it was.
Or what we did.

I don't even know you today.
But I love you.
And I miss you.
Forever.
MoonChild Aug 2016
There is ONE.
A girl cries herself to sleep after her boyfriend of 3 months tries to get up her skirt and then tells her she's not pretty when she denies him.

There are TWO.
A boy cuts his wrists after his girlfriend of 8 months leaves him because he won't sleep with her. He's 13. She's 12.

There are THREE.
A young woman kills herself after people tell her that her **** was her fault because she was impaired. It was just a fun night out with the girls to celebrate getting their Masters Degrees.

There are FOUR.
A young college male drowns himself in pills after being beaten and sodomized by straight males on his daily walk home from work because, "that's all **** are good for and we know you like it."

There are THOUSANDS MORE
A child that stops speaking because a family friend starts touching inappropriately and taking pictures.
Adults that carry weapons they aren't trained to use because others catcall them or follow them home.
A woman that takes a boxing class, not because she loves to box, but because her ex boyfriend beat her so bad she nearly died.
The mother that can't let her kids outside because strangers are no joke.
The middle school girl that snuck out of the house in a mini-skirt that never made it home.


"Every 109 seconds, an American is sexually assaulted.
And every 8 minutes, that victim is a child. Meanwhile, only 6 out of every 1,000 perpetrators will end up in prison." RAINN

Check out https://www.rainn.org/statistics
https://www.rainn.org/statistics
MoonChild Aug 2016
Very
Inconsolable
Continuously
Trying to
Incinerate
Myself
MoonChild Aug 2016
And so I open my mouth.
Again.
And I triumphantly share
What has always been so hard for me:
Feelings.
I am an open book,
Yet I still so often have to explain
What's between my lines.
As if I need to summarize...
For clarity.

Yet I'm not charismatic or persuasive,
So I often feel that my words, unwritten,
fall in deaf ears.
So I wrote a poem
For the eyes.
But who understands poetry anyway?
  Aug 2016 MoonChild
kgl
you are a ray of sunshine
and you shine in my darkest days
but the trouble with sunshine
is that it shines for everyone
so it is only natural  
for others to become captivated
by your glow.
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