You run your fingers through my hair,
I still dont understand why you care,
your breath smells of sulfur and sin,
I know you have been drinking
again,
Whenever I see you I want to gag,
I would rather look at an
old hag,
I wish you would die,
let me go on with
my life,
but you have such a strong hold,
you say you will never
let go,
I try to hide and make
some type of disguise,
but wherever I am
you are too.
You force me to drink,
what did you have
in that brew?
Is this how
you killed the
others too?
You look down laughing
upon me,
and I start falling,
I feel the fire,
it consumes
me,
I try to fight it but you
now control
me,
so I am stuck here for eternity
forever burning
with others around me,
I think of ways to escape,
but you just mock
my stupidity,
you are full of so
much hatred
and rape.
Then I realize I am still
awake,
I open my eyes,
im still in my bed,
grateful not to
be dead,
and as I look at my sleeping
husband,
I remember I really am
in a dungeon.
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damn girl
Its kinda dark and crazy huh wow. -
Wow
this is one heavy and dark write young poet. words that send a chill through the reader. Happy days are indeed in need. write on.
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This is really stabbing. I hope everything is alright for you. This piece leaves you feeling disturbed.
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What a really deep and painfilled piece I hope u are well Lots of love Mj
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hey im alright. I have just been feeling pretty stressed lately....dont worry people I Love You All
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wow. . .
That's pretty intense. I hope you don't go through anything similar to this. . .
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