She's alone and
leaving soon, she doesn't
understand, why they
touch her, leaving bruises,
(this was not the plan)
Saving herself for the
last possible second, not
understanding why love feels so wrong
tricked into things she'll never forgive.
(Why does it hurt so bad?)
Screams fill her head
lurching side ways
using every pill, when will
they learn, She's not like them.
(Why can't I be healed?)
Silence takes her
left with nothing
unloved beauty fades to gray
trampled flowers, night takes her
(crumpled and alone we travel
walk ways never knowing,
never loving. Just floating, floating, floating)
Author notes
Shut out
Lonely
Unloved
Trampled
Poem based on this first little acronym "SLUT" turned into something bigger and I liked what I got so I posted. enjoy
June, 2008
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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but your not alone im here waiting for you and always will be I love you both
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i like this alot very creative and it fits the theme not a ramble like i see alot of these kinds very good vocublary choice here^^
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And I like too! I will admit that I hadn't noticed the acrostic in this before reading your author notes. This was really good on its own, but that additional dimension made it brilliant! I loved the ending...floating, floating, floating.
~woof
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