IM GOING TO WRITE A COUPLE OF POEMS DOWN, I REALLY DONT CARE IF YOU LIKE THEM OR NOT, BUT THEY HAVE MEANING TO ME, AND I HOPE SOME MEANING TO OTHERS. SCREAMING, YELLING, SEARING PAIN. I CANT HOLD ON, I CANT CONTAIN. I THINK HOW CAN SOME ONE BE SO CRUEL, WHEN I USED TO THINK HE WAS SO COOL. HE LAUGHSI CRY. IT HURTS SO BAD ,ID RATHER DIE HE CONTINUES AND HAS NO DOUBTS WHILE I POUT AND BLOCK IT OUT. I TRY TO FIGHT I TRY TO BITE HE GRABS MY WRIST AND HIS GRIP IS Son and mom in bathroom. I CONNOT SCREAM I CANNOT YELL HE WHISPERS IN MY EAR YOU WILL NOT TELL.
. i wrote that poem 2 years agowhen i was trying to work through being raped as a child. any way thats only one of my poems . some are not as dark as that. heres the next one. THE DARKNESS ENTERS ALL LIGHT FLEEA SHADOWS ARE CAST WHILE BRIGHTNESS IS PAST EVIL IS HERE AND EQUALITY DISAPPEARS SATAN HAS COME AND CAST HIS LOT WHILE BELIEVERS STOOD AND FOUGHT THE LORD LETS HIM HAVE HIS WAY UNTIL ITS FINALLY TIME TO PAY WHILE THE FINAL FIGHT UNRAVELS BEFORE US THE ANGELS AND BELIEVERS CHANT IN CHORUS .
yea i know that was a little bibical but oh well who cares, again i wrote that a couple of years ago so yea.
keep reading if you like them so far 8) YOU SAY IM A WHORE, YOU SAY IM A BITCH. BUT YOU DONT KNOW ME NOT EVEN AN INCH. ONCE UPON A TIME WE WERE FRIENDS. IM NOT SORRY TO SAY THAT MY DEAR IS AT AN END. YOU ASKED ME WHAT HAPPENED , BUT DONT BELIEVE ME FOR A SECOND WE ARE DONE. WE ARE THROUGH IF YOU SAY SORRY I WONT BELIEVE YOU. . that one kinda explained its self.
YOU SAY YOU LOVE ME YOU SAY YOU CARE BUT HOW CAN THAT BE. WHEN YOUR NEVER THERE.
ITS NOT AT ALL COOL. WHEN YOU ACT THE FOOL "I LOVE YOU TRULY" "I LOVE YOU DEAR." YOUR JUST ANOTHER BULLY. THAT MUCH IS CLEAR GOODBYE MY FRIEND THIS STORY HAS NO HAPPY END. . heres the last one for now its kinda like the first.
umm sorry about the fact that the end dosnt ryme. any way here it is. .ABUSED.
SCREAMING YELLING JARING PAIN I CANT BEGIN TO EXPLAIN WAKING UP IN COLD SWEATS NOT ABLE TO CATCH MY BREATH CRYING, WRITTING KEEPING QUIETTERRIFING NIGHTMARES, LYING ARE A FEW THINGS I BEGIN.
PLEASE UNDERSTAND I CANT TELL OR ELSE HE WILL SCREAM AND YELL I GO THROUGH THE PAIN EACH NIGHT AND I KEEP TRYING TO FIGHT HIS FACE ALWAYS IN MY DREAMS I FEEL THE NEED TO SCREAM HORRIBLE MEMORIES THE PREASSURE, THE PAIN IVE NOTHING TO GAIN HE TELLS ME HE WANTS ME HE TELLS ME HE NEEDS ME ALL OF IT LIES HE CANNOT DENY CAUGHT IN HIS LIES NO WAY TO DENY THAT I HAVE BEEN USED AND I HAVE BEEN ABUSED.
well that was the last for now and these were just a few poems that i had laying around, i hope you liked them. any ways ill write again soon.