Little girl, only about six.
Opens her mouth to speak.
Blood comes pouring out.
Deciding to not say a word.
Living with a fear.
Living with denial.
This is wrong.
His demented mind.
Making her his property.
Taking over her.
Confusing her innocent mind.
Dont tell a soul.
As she grows a little older.
Her mind grows with pain.
Keep this secret.
Fake Smile.
No trust in hate.
Bleed the pain.
Cut.
Mind fading.
Sixteen.
Sitting in a room,
Leaving the door closed.
Standing on a chair.
Tighten the rope.
The blood drains off her wrists.
Heres his surprise.
The rope holds tight.
Its all over.
For her broken heart.
No more pain.
He cant take her anymore.
Author notes
This was just something i came up with.
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HI, Enthia,
Yikes I can relate to most of this poem of course not the last or I wouldn't be typing this message. Thanks for sharing with us here. If you have any questions about the site im one of us greeters here. Hope you enjoy your stay. Sorry I can't comment on the poem more it just hits me to hard.
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wow, wasn't expecting that when I clicked to read, this sorta of subject is always hard for me as I know first hand of the damages and issues that come of it, thank you for sharing this and you may want to put some more categories in so that the right audience gets to read it, you do that by clicking the edit tab on the poem page and just click the categories you want to put it under,if you can't find the ones that suit it just type in your own.
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