'2017' 'Abuse' 'toxic relationships’
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Maybe it's the way
You hate me
That pulled my heart
Closer to you.
I am a flower
Wanting to be a tree.
It's too far
For me to reach
Like the love
You have for me.
Pin prick after pin prick and thread after thread,
we are nothing more then stitched smiles onto burlap faces
that sit on workbenches of lost people.
These chapped-lipped apologies seem stuffed and overflowing,
Having it can make you feel like a king or queen
it can make you feel like you’re on the top of the world
like youre invincible
control might feel good
when you have it
though
I Will Run Away
I always stay strong to be your rock in a way.
But now I must run
From this pain I have brought
My castle of stone eroded away.
Say what you want to say,
'cuz when your dead you can't say nothin'
like how you hate that boy
or feels distrubed when he's around
or how disrespectful he can be
or selfish
or foul-tempered
Dear Rye,
There are a lot of things swirling inside you
Emotions and memories and darkness that
You don’t know quite how to process
Rape lasts longer than a moment,Rape burns an imprint into the self.Rape strips more than the outsideIt thieves the words from your frightened mouth.It makes you think you are different,Like you’re deserving of this sin.It cripples up the bodyIt f
I have denied that a tear ever touched my skin
While you apologize for your actions, once again
like fire and gasoline dancing
our flame has grown brighter, more destructive
You
You were scary
You were all powerful
When I thought you’d get weaker, you got stronger
I thought I’d finally escaped
