Grizzly and gory, I refuse,
To let your fingers frill my hair.
And lies and falsehood
That you carefully sow, to any longer infest me.
How is it when the sailor sets,
To leave your island away,
That the siren song so beautifully sung,
Thwarts his mast into disarray.
......
She lately hears lyric nightingale at the sole window,
And through its bars witnesses a melancholy moon,
And her heart longs for the freedom of velvety flight,
But lessons she now knows weren't learned too soon!
An innocent victim of childhood abuse and ensuing rage,
In the days of sugar plum fairies and make believe,
A streetwise teenage runaway, who soon lost her way,
After making an unwise choice of whom she would love!
During lights out she makes plans and begins to reminisce,
Knowing in her young heart, it won't always be like this,
......
I was awaken by the scream
It sounded like pain
What is going on?
I asked myself
The scream became unbearable
So I began to locate the sound
It was coming from my neighbors house
He was having an argument with his wife
He had lost his temper and hit her
And left her bruised and shattered
......
My house is just that
A place for sleeping and belonging
But I don't want to go into it
Because of my issues from my trauma
My social media is for connections
But I'm terrified of the prison
Of my family's hate
and their relentless criticism
......
They say it's cold outside,
That the wind cuts like a knife.
Is it possible they lied?
I can't feel it.
They say its warm inside,
That home's where the heart
abides.
Am I frozen in time?
......
Grizzly and gory, I refuse,
To let your fingers frill my hair.
And lies and falsehood
That you carefully sow, to any longer infest me.
How is it when the sailor sets,
To leave your island away,
That the siren song so beautifully sung,
Thwarts his mast into disarray.
......
My house is just that
A place for sleeping and belonging
But I don't want to go into it
Because of my issues from my trauma
My social media is for connections
But I'm terrified of the prison
Of my family's hate
and their relentless criticism
......
I'm a hell of a woman
A lot closer to the devil than Heaven
Burning bridges as I cross them
Winged like a angel but more 666 than 7
At least that's what my parents say...
I can't catch a break
So I'll catch you in the act of lying to my face
I'm wrong even if I'm right
......
She didn't know what she was doing
On her own to buy a car
There was only interest offered
From her tyranical abuser
Lying silently, draped over her bed
She tried to plan it out
How she'd know which car to buy and buy it
Before she gave in to her dad's "support"
......
In the quiet of my home,
where I thought I’d found some peace,
He hid his eyes in shadows,
his cruelty never ceased.
With cameras set in secret,
to watch me through my strife,
He recorded every struggle,
every moment of my life.
His goal was not just to hurt,
......