'emotional abuse'
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He was my first love
We started out as a pair
Then became a situationship
It was emotionally unfair.
He knew I loved him
From age 14 to 18
He didn't even love me back
It still felt obscene.
Coming back to this floor where I lay
on a house with broken bones.
one year has gone by since I laid
and fathomed what it would feel like to leave this behind
I am not Athlete A
I am not one of the survivors
I am just one of hundreds who knew it would come.
I remember you screaming at me
There is one thing I want in this life.
One thing I yearn for,
One thing I long for,
I want the will to speak.
This one thing is an ache
Housekeeping
I’ve always had a love/hate relationship with closets.
On one hand it’s been a safe spot wasn’t it?
A haven to escape to when I was afraid,
you said i
couldn’t do it
but all you did
was remind me
that my power
was from within
and my flames
burned from embers
buried deep within
the soul i have
nurtured and built
I am at war with my borders, constantly pushing the limits and disregarding any resistance. White flag waving with good intentions, though I know this is hostile territory.
Your words dropped to the floor like the weapons that they were,For you cared not for what you meant to me,For you cared not that your words stung like a slap to the face,
Who are you?
I do not know you.
I do not know you vile ways,The way you take pleasure in wounding me so.
I'm trying to tell you, I am,
but you won't
LISTEN.
your cold heart
blocks all emotion.
LISTEN TO ME.
gone. They all are.
your selfishness drove them
away.
PLEASE LISTEN.
My words hide in the back of my mind
In the back of my throat, still in my mouth.
Silent words that never seen the light of day.
They hide in fear.
Of what?
To the man who took the most precious thing a young girl could have...
You cut me so deep inside that I may never heal properly from this.
All I wanted to do was just cry my heart out for how much pain I was in.
Dear TBD,
I need some time.
But-
You’ll ask why and I dont know how to tell you
Its you.
Time.
That is the spell keeping me standing here.
But-
I’m not sure how to fix this.
I wanted to be good,
Good to see,
I wanted to meet those expectations.
I hope he'd notice me.
I forgot that words could hurt so bad,
My mind so foggy and untrained.
You gripped my chin with cold pallid fingers forced my mouth open and poured your poison inside of me. It traveled down my veins and you turned around with a frown on your face.
So you think I am a screw up. Do you know I get all A's? You told people I was a cutter. Do you know that made me insane? You'd mock the plumpness of my lips. Do you realize l felt insecure? You told people you'd never change. Do you realize your
Dear Life Problems,
Why don't you understand? I want to be me!
But, why do you try to take over my life? You don't understand.
It's gone too far! It stops here, now! You cross the line.
I wake up in the morningAnd alreadyI don’t know where my day has gone.I run to the bathroom,Slap some makeup on.
Your silence
makes me want to
scream
Did I do
something to make you
mad?
Your replies
make me want to
cry
Did I say
something to make you
It starts off with two colors
Burnt orange.
Brick red.
They follow one another, like a dog and its tail.
Black clashes,
How arrant with infatuation
To one whom abhorrently loathes
my desolate soul.
To waken in darkness,
Tormented by the enigma
of loyalty and heart ache.
the reminders of my past,
