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Blue banner, observing overhead
Streaked in cotton candy hues
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I’m sure that I wasn’t like this long before;
That I was a child: the child that nobody saw.
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Time has torn me away from myself.
I’ll carry on and be somebody else.
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I'm six years old again; purged of pain again.
All over my skin, and deep within: pure like a mother's milk.
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I talked with Tommy the other night
as he slurred his words and tried to sound ‘good’.
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I knew the magic of that morning
Had been torn away.
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I never used to cry, I just screamed a pain, That kept me bound in the secrets of my shame,
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Rape is forced, there is no permission given. Rape is a crime so vicious for they have gone somewhere forbidden.
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Night after night fear pierced my soul, Waiting for the devil to take control.
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The cycle of abuse fucked up my life, So much so that I wanted to die by my knife.
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The abuse happened, I stood still, My body was in shock being forced against its will.
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It is such a shame that I have lived my life this way. Running from my pain every waking day.
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Some secrets can be kept, but some must be spoken. Mine should have been told, so the cycle of abuse could have been broken.
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I rubbed my face in asphalt the other day, gave me a bloody lip, but I didn't cry.
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I can remember to the time when I could laugh without fear The world was so big around me but I drop no tear
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These photos of us more deer and precious then camera could know relevent then ever, secure in albums and envelopes
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I guess this is just about how childrens' lives naturally take the shape and form of their parents, good or bad, for better or for worse, a
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I was the child who watched
storms sweep across Carolina fields
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My mother’s people were poor
But they all worked.
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Yup, type tap tap tap click
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(My little girl is only 9 right now but how quickly it has gone by!)
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I may not ever do great things, or change the world at all -
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I used to know you well. We both went through hell.
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Sunshine sparkles on the water
as row boat glides by the stroke of the oar
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Grey shades signal the tone The party life is yet to begin
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Why must innocence demand sacrifice?
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I remember how green the apples were.
A brighter green than even the leaves of the trees or the waving fields of freshly sprouted grass.
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Wo mannd subah,
Kirne paavan,
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I was five and cotton splint eyes told me that 'asphyxiation' couldn't be contagious, and there's no way it was even a disease. I was made of bubbles and yellow keyboards and metallic legos, and I sounded out the big word 'a
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The gates opened at ten. We were there at seven,
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As the small boy comes out of the animal-hide tent He reached for his mother with open arms
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Remember me?/The friend/That you used to call.
by PsionicSloth
17 lines, 2 comments,
on Jun 15 1:04 AM. In Angst, Sad, Personal, Thoughts, Life, Love, Friendship, Childhood, Remember, Memories
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I can't dance
My toe drags across the floor
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She dons her long white dress -
modestly twirls her golden locks tight-
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Now loneliness dictates my every move. It shoves me into dark places and binds me to
things that my mind cannot commit.
by oldstone
36 lines, 1 comment,
on Jun 10 4:00 PM. In nature, love, childhood, growing, sorrow, angst, lost, writing, age
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Mom told Dad
Not to push too high
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I walked today in footsteps of a child,
New generations playing in the street.
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I want to
have you to dive into
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supermassive, pessimist, fall, broken, bored, taken, leave me, selling you out, want, road, control, falling into you, captions, fiction, p
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