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Victoria of AragonShow poetry

-x-[ O r i g i n ]-x-
I was a mutilated marionette; a puppet master's wet dream. My lips had become cracked and blistered from the endless precession of vomited up lies and half-truths I had to present my family with. Ashen rivers flowed just below my once beautiful flesh, now marred by untold scars - translucent and visible alike. Night after night my mind and body were viciously ripped apart by him and his friends while I did nothing but stare with drug-dilated eyes. I was weak.

-x-[ P e r d i t i o n ]-x-
I was a run down lighthouse; the unknowing tease. Though I escaped the atrocious binds of my former comrades, I still had to endure much healing. The half-truths were exposed for what they were, and all of the bruises, scars, black eyes, and puncture marks were finally explained in vivid detail. Friends and family alike did their best to remedy my afflictions, but if it hadn't been for my motivation, I simply would have receded backwards. I was trying to forget my past.

-x-[ A n n i h i l a t i o n ]-x-
I am a beautiful woman; a loving wife and mother. Time has eroded the once vivid details of my past, replacing them with memories that I know I will never be able to escape; all I can do is learn from them and pray that nothing like that ever happens to my daughter. I have forgotten what it feels like to be abused, manipulated, violated and tortured all for the sadistic glee of a select few. I have found my soulmate, and together we are creating a new life for ourselves. I am a stronger person.

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