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People always told me, That my best friends could become my enemies. Too bad nobody warned me about my family. In my time of need,
Manipulated. Protective, Terrified, Confused. Emotional Abuse.
The pain he leaves you with is not your identity. You are not what he said you are and “crazy”,
When I was five I had a Daddy He was tall and kind And he called me his princess But he was scary when he was mad I told a fib and he grabbed my arm
Our lives are inexplicably connected and I hate that Every corner I attempt to turn your face lingers, leering with kindness and hesitation I scrub myself
Cover my eyes so I may see no Evil,Cover my eyes so I may not see you.But your Love keeps me tied to you like some unwanted tether,A Golden Lasso of something I no longer wish to have.
“I love you more than anything,” you once whispered in my ear, while you read aloud Goodnight, Moon in my pillow forts, and hummed quiet lullabies so I could rest. “I love you too.”
Because I am a nice person,I will mother and worry over you.Because I am a nice person,I will let you have your way.Because I am a nice person,I will let it slide.Because I am a nice person,
I look at him And he looks back at me And I know we remember I know we are both thinking of that time Different pages Same plot
You told me who I was, Made me work just to belong. You told me what I thought, And then convinced me I was wrong. You say “It never happened,” Now I’m questioning my sanity.
by Ariel Douglas (2 June 2018) I believed you I trusted you You broke me You used me You never loved me You took my heart
A viper can choose, consciously, how much venom to release with each encounter, as if he knows which birthdays to forget and which biting remark
Before I learned to think in her critical voice,
When I stopped writing when he broke me, It wasn't too big of a deal. My writings weren't very good back then anyway, It really was just “emo poetry” like he called it. Still yet, It was one way of coping
I wish I could say “I hate you.” I wish I could say “I love you.” I wish for these two things, And they tear me apart; One leading down a path of no return
My heart has been ripped apart by your words your seething lies I denied because my love for you made me blind. Where is the light? You laugh at me as your darkness chokes me smothers the light that I wish would come back.
I don't know why I was attracted to you Its not like you were a good person from the start But after it was all over, you left me blue After you left you still made my life fall apart
The saying goes, "If you place a frog into boiling water, It will immediately jump out. But if you place a frog in lukewarm water And slowly turn up the heat, It will stay in the water Until it dies.
you were my day and night you were balanced everything was as nature intended but your nights got longer the days ended sooner you started suffocating me into your dark dimension
for so long you've been sinking belly full of stones i press my lips to yours with the notion that breathing outward might send you upward but somehow accidentally i breathe in
I’m afraid of spiders their hairy legs and relentless fangs Afraid of the tallest heights looking down from the stairs As if they are a 200 foot skyscraper
Dear Daddy, Can your sins be forgiven if you have forgotten? Should I not hate you if you don’t remember the pain you’ve caused, Or is that all the more reason to? Why did you forget anyway?
to you, who loved me without love: it has been so long. three years ago You were everything. had not touched me yet
To you, You know who you are, so dare I write your name? Dare I continue writing? I dare because that is what you taught me to do. “Dream on, dream big, never be subpar,”
Dear Catty, Sometimes I'm still scared Terrified Horified I don't remember because I repressed all the memories, here is what I remember.
Keep searching for the lyrics of a broken heart But no words can really express the pain that I feel No one will ever understand the life I have lived So I am left here to write this myself.
It was three yearsbefore I opened myself up and dusted myself off.
There is a boy who always smiles as long as he's not home his friends all think he's happy and no one really knows he goes to school happy just to get away
Dear Future Child(ren) I was only sixteen when I told your grandparents I never wanted to be like them.To start off on that note is probably the least positive I could've done, I'm aware.
Sometimes I can't tell if I'm falling in love with the person or the moment. Sometimes I wish I could still dwell in my depression with you. It felt easier. At least I wasn't alone.
You wanted a seed, to bloom a flower of your own kind. Change it to your preference, to prod and pluck. Yet this flower began to wilt and wither into defiance. Disempowered, you gave up on it, no longer yours to handle.
He is a monster.His mouth widens to reveal three rows of teeth, and he is covered with blood.My blood.Even though he is hidden in the shadows, his pale skin shines through,Blinding me.When he walks into the light, his demon black eyes shift into a
The first time you found me, I was a little girl. You told me I could trust you and then you turned around and ruined me.
“No one loves you like I do” The words that once seemed lovely Burrow into the crevices of my mind Right next to “you’re not good enough” and “you’ll never achieve anything” “No one loves you like I do”
I am not lessYou are not moreThough we may fussIt’s each other we’re for. When the moon risesI take you on adventures,You bring me surprisesThey all become treasures. You, me, we are forever,You say “I can count on you,”.You say when we’re togethe
blood is thicker than water, they say but to me, they are the same i feel the blood leaking out of my heart like liquid pain boiling through my skin and
I needed basics: Respect, compromise, patience, compassion. Bare necessities to hold what was already crumbling It was wrong to ask for them.
am I dead to you yet you almost killed me that last time when my eyes glazed over and you fucked me anyway This poem is about breaking Because you loved me. this body is riddled with breaks
Let us reflect upon the days when I was small and frail
Mother,Did you ever see me as a child and not a possession? Or was I the duplicate picture of your second-hand negro barbie,
Because I love you I heard it every day After each beating After each round of screaming I cowered Because he loved me He loved me so much it was an honor to be his To be worth his time
How can it be love When the girl you say You love Is afraid to speak her mind? How can it be love When you say you love me
Human beings, With soft warm skin, Galaxies beneath their eyelids, Are meant to be handled with care. The label, ‘Fragile’, Not visible to the eye, Goes unnoticed by many. You, however,
maybe when you left my tears weren't because i lost you maybe because i was alone with my own thoughts maybe i was in love with the attention you gave me maybe i was in love with you
That's so stupidYou're the most beautiful woman in the world I love you most. And thrashing and hatingAnd loving and hating I'm just so tired of thisWell, maybe just one more chance And knowing and "forgetting" And soaring and hell And I love yo
A healthy relationship is butterflies of joy and excitement not fear and sadness A healthy relationship is sharing my feelings, open and honest not hiding everything so you don't get mad
The choker around my neck might as well symbolize a collar. Connected to a leash that holds be back. I stare out of windows and whine about wanting to see the outside world.
Come with me, let's pretend To see a sweet scene, a gentle scene; A mother with her child, But don't be fooled It soon will end The scene changes; But it was just a baby--
I keep holding on to fragments of you. Shards of possibility glitter with promise. I feel you slipping through my fingers. I grip you tighter, cutting myself as you leave my grasp. My pain stains on your beauty.
Here is an Ode to a love I do not miss. Here is a cheer to the man who flipped me upside down inside out A cheer to a man who made me see what my real worth is A man who made me realize my true potential
I know immersion. The complete encapsuling. Do you love? It is different. For each person- Their own love, An immersing love. For me, words. Reading, writing, speaking.
watching the rain fall makes me vulnerable every emotion i've ever felt pours out of me you all of my emotions lead back to you joy desolation envy lust all at once
And then she heard it.The dripping.It went on for hours,Days,Months,Years.
A smile is all I've got When he makes me feel like I'm not worthy. A smile is all I've got When he decides his words won't hurt me. A smile is all I've got On cloudy days of gray,
“you want black tea?” bitterness curled like steam through frozen tendrils of air.
My mistake…was not knowing I was suffocating. backed against the wall of a mental imprisonment. The words you said twisted into a rope contorted around my neck…. tightening,
I keep coming back to you even after all the shit you've put me through I try to stay away and guard myself but I can't, and I won't you're poisonous to my health now things get worse
“Have you ever been abused?” My therapist asks me this not knowing that one word commanded my attention Abused? I replay my favorite scene of Pretty Woman in my head
Dear Dad, I am not emotionally charged right now, so I figure it would be a good time to start this.
Your love was a bouquet of roses, deep scarlet, like your proclaimed adoration for me. The storm, immense with grief, truly impossible to escape.
You've only hit me once Across the face with an open palm It wasn’t that bad, What hurt worse was the betrayal You had never hit me before
I sat down to write about moving on Becoming me. But who is me when there is only You It doesn't feel as if I'm going The walls are still closing in
Because of you I'm scared for life Because of you I'm scarred for life Because of you I'm afraid to trust my best friends...
At the moment it was the same the perfect scenario, fitting in the life of two to become one it’s shattered like class dropped
i once read that there's childhood, and there's childhood aftermath.
I remember when I small And I would ask you for a sleepover for my every birthday Because I wanted to be close to you Because I think I secretly hated living at home
My Box The look, its there for none to see but me. The way it is I can not bear
Children lying prostrate on the floor Overworked and under-born And on the sabbath every week You come alive and watch them bleed Watch them weep into the sea Streaming colors laced with dreams
I was never meant to attain remission; The persistent emptiness was always terminal. You were the IV that pumped saline through my veins, the sheets
We all have reasons. Some decide to fall in line to grow up and away from criminals beneath us. And some decide to become them. Choosing is not easy though we think we know what's right.
How do you know When you’ve outlived Your welcome? I’ve always been distant Never right in front of you If I weren’t anchored to this body
If u hurt me I'm not coming out to play In this lonely house I will stay I will look after myself in this deserted home It is where I am shielded and can safely roam If you look through the windows you will see
I lied for your attention. “It’s broken” “Sorry, ran out of ink” “I had to shut it down because of the storm” All of these excuses I told Not because I hated you But because I loved you
I am your very own flesh and blood Your eyes Your hair Your hands I share them
Wake up everyday. Get dressed everday. Go to school everyday. Hide everyday. I was young, Innocent, Naive. It happened to me. I didn't know it was wrong.
Some days these words you speak fly at me, attack me leaving me overwhelmed, bleeding. These weeks my heart is overloaded by your cutting tongue, your biting opinion of what is right
do you miss me do you think of me
As a child all we want to hear are the words
Being invisible is considered a super power,
Why Does Daddy keep hitting me? Why Does Daddy keep yelling? Why Does Mommy keep hurting me? Why Does Mommy keep screaming? Why Am I so hated? Why Am I so worthless?
I used to think it was my fault
Dreams that compose an ever-so-distant me Wrap around in a cloak of contingency Mirrored walls guard my heart Deflecting and rejecting all chances of happy
Raindrops on my window Teardrops on my cheeks. The pain is so strong that it is sinking in. I thought about calling you and pouring my emotions out, but there is so much to say I would have to shout.
My mind wanders while staying in place,
When I was a young child I was abused. I won't say which way, how or even why I think it happened to me, but it did. My mother would tell me how beautiful she was and how
You hooked her heart up to strings Told her you'd give everything You'd cover her scars with a ring Your little puppet gave everything You pushed and pulled on the ropes She bent and bent 'til she broke
Your glasses left indents on your nose Like your words did to my persona It was something in your hands Wrinkled from holding on to loves lost and far gone You liked to choke the life out me
Bad things happen.
I break away from you, So I can live my life. I don't know what I'm going to do, Perhaps just try to survive. I'm able to do as I want and my voice will be heard, Because now I am as free as a bird.
There's little to say about man and his many ways. About how happiness and hurt can be the same. How a 'I love you' and 'I thought you loved me' could be twisted in meaning
Castigation weighs down her shoulder, A burden, she understands, Unfair, she understands, Immoral, she understands, Dry eyes tell a different tale.
I was meuntil I met you Marinating in your daily bath of pessimismmy needsand all the vervethat is my compositionshriveldecomposing to soot
No one listened, no one cared My words meaningless against theirs So young yet so lost I was supposed to be ignorant to the pain of this world My only friend who truly knew
Words began slipping from the creases of your mouth. I tried stopping them, Catching them with my bare hands, But I couldn't stop them. I never could control you.
Hell is looking into your eyes and knowing I meant nothing to you. You who I have given my whole being to. I turn quickly away as tears pour down my face in a never ending cascade of false hopes and broken dreams. Congratulations! You did it!