Untamed HeartA stranger to herself.
Whenever she looked at her reflection, she didn't recognize the girl staring back at her.
She filled her world with lies.
Trying to drown out any memory of that night..
Betrayal of broken dreams.
She never truly smiled,
She can't move on with heart breaking memories.
Traumatized by the past, when he forced himself on her.
He never asked.
He just assumed it was alright to take advantage of such a young girl.
The kicking, the screaming.
Muffling the fear with a clasped hand pressed against trembling lips.
Darting eyes back and forth.
CAN'T ANYONE HEAR THIS!?
She pleads, prays for a savior.
Prays for this almighty being called god to come save her.
Why isn't he answering? He said he'd always be here.
Guess you can't trust a book that has no true author..
No one could hear her.
That menacing grin plastered on his face, those drugs running through his system.
Made him a monster, not a person.
She was a meal he was the king, and the king always gets what he wants.
Unamed GraveYou are the most elegant corruption.
The only solution, that can keep me on my hands and knees.
This pain you carry as a burden.
As my heart beats abruptly.
While you fight for freedom, I'm the one destroying the peace.
Breaking off tiny figments at a time, this trust lacks passion.
Your lies hold the truth as they flee from your pursed mouth.
So suddenly they hit me.
With great triumph your crooked smile, becomes my most feared enemy.
Piercing the hope I once cherished,
my thoughts are running wildly.
Like scrambled memories how can I piece myself together, with a missing piece?
How can I hide from this love of yours, that burns away my very diginity?
How deadly has your kiss become, when spiked with the poison of our love's forbidden fruit?
Just like Persephone, the seeds of this pomegranite taint my lips red.
The taste is sweet, but it beats being dead.
A captive of yours without remorse.
It's like it's another winter all over again.
These tears of mine sting,
Blood isn't thicker than regret..I need to get out. I need friend time. I need a vacation. I need to breathe. I need to smile... because this woman that is doing him wrong... isn't me..
and every time after I freak out I come to my senses feeling fucking awful. Why can't I just support him?
He needs me but I'm just making myself part of the problem. I need to take a big step back, stop being so fucking needy. Be there for him.
Even if I don't know what he's suffering from.
Even if I feel like he doesn't trust me. He's right, it's not my problem... but I can't help but feel like I could do something. Even if it is to listen, or to hear him preach. I am not making his life any easier...
this person that is freaking out it isn't me.
I'm nothing but a puppet filled with insecurities.
I am better than this. I am greater than these taunting thoughts that wrack my cranium. Why can't I just tear them out and beg them to let me be?
Why of all times has my depression decided to set in?
Crowing in my ear like the Joker's insanit