This silhouette,
But a reflection of soul,
A representation of lust,
A picture of pain
This smile,
But a piece of the puzzle,
A masterpiece of domestic violence,
A mask of shame
This body,
An instrument of hatred,
A condition of the heart,
A display of power
This look
Hidden deep inside stress lines
Buried under film strips
And old soda canteens
This lifestyle
Clipped from yesterdays magazine,
A gimmick for the latest trends
A show for all your lies to impress
Your love,
A bastard to fall for this
A fool for kissing this fate
A goddess for shutting these crimson lips
This night
Hangs low under the moon
Transposed in midnight shadow
Falling hard into this black lagoon
Your trust
Something short of worthy
A phrase short of a quote from an old book
A line from the newspaper
Sitting on the table
This girl
Foolish to fall over this bed again
Envied as a queen lost as a person
Fooled by a society,
Stricken by a never ending peril
With ties her to this grave he lays her in
Author notes
If you ever thought that someone could love you, then they turned out to use you, abuse you and the leave you for dead. This is a tribute to a couple people I know and stories I have heard.
Being in a relationship where you are beaten half to death if you do anything remotely wrong and then trying desperately to get back to your normal life in the meantime.
This has happened to some people I know. It's not a pretty situation and I will always be there for them but nothing can heal scars like that.
I am sorry to anyone who has had this happen to them. My heart goes out to you.
Danielle <3
Written November 9th, 2006
A contest entry
- Abuse: Any Topic Related, Stories or Poems, Enter!! by xxRainbowDawnxx.
450 points, ended November 25, 2006, 59 entries
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Comments
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The street lights creat a stage upon the cold hard pavement I am small and insignificant under the light of the moon Where I seem to reside unknowticed neglect and numb to the bone I sing my only very lonely song While rose petals pass on I wait for the dawn. Danny your poetry is awsome as always sorry I dont get much time to chat and I miss talking to you love ~Benji
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awww I am very sorry to hear that.
thank you for reading
I do too
doubt it though
but thanks
Danielle <3 -
yeah... been there.. done that.. more then once.. im a sucker... this poem is very very good i hope you win the contest
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