Like a flower without enough space to bloom
I am locked away in the uncomfortable darkness
I cry;
The only thing you can do here
My head aches thinking of my options
Will anyone ever come to save me from myself
The screaming gets louder and louder
Threats of being beaten are increasing daily
What to do?
I'm completely unsure, not that I haven't any options
How can I cry out when no one listens
Unseen, unheard; out of sight, out of mind
My only weapon is this poem
Always falling short when It comes for battle
Anyone can see physical damage but mental. . .
Impossible. . .
Unable to detect, therefore it is not
No one sees, no one believes
I look for an escape; unable to find
Breaking down is an easy task to accomplish
The ability to hide these emotions come easily now
I can feel the blood running over my skin
So warm, so comforting
I feel the cold breath of death on my shoulder
The darkness is creeping in. . .
I found my unseen escape
Unnoticed, unseen, undetected
Without even a word
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Dear Jerk-offs of the world who feel compelled to correct peoples grammar...
Shut the fuck up!!! No one fucking cares!!!
Sorry sweets. It pisses me off when people correct grammar...Any wayz...beautiful write. Its so vivid. Cant wait for ur next one.
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Aww... thanks Ry-Ry. That little grammar tell off was very sweet of you. . .and quite enjoyable
Thats perfectly alright; it pisses me off too. thanks hun. I'll get one out as soon as I can...
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line 10 : 'havn't' should be 'haven't'
line 16 : 'imposible' should be 'impossible'
line 18 : 'beleives' should be 'believes'
line 24 : 'sholder' should be shoulder
This is an interesting piece, one of dark sadness ... it is filled with strong emotions that is felt not only through reading each line, but also in between the lines ... that is a strong gift as a writer and a poet and that I applaud you.
The ending though seems a little rushed to me, but it fits well enough.
I've known a few women in my life, especially in high school that has felt the same way you've described in this piece and it brought me to reminisce on those jewels ... all in all, a good write dear poetess.
G.
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