Holes In My Blanket
I wish you would die,
Bleed out your horror,
Watch it drip away,
Slit your writs,
Fade away with the pain,
I could beat you in the face,
Watch my knuckles turn purple and black,
Stab you in the gut,
Watch as you scream,
You do experience pain it seems,
Shoot you mother,
Watch your father slip away,
I love to see you falter,
Feel the pain you caused,
Take a sip of my drink you poured,
I want to see you cry,
Bring you down to my level,
Make you feel invisible,
You say ill be sorry,
But I’m in too much glee,
Slam concrete and morphine,
Shoot adrenaline with ecstasy,
Watch you fade into oblivion,
Crumble to your darker side,
Stop saying I’m not fine,
Go to sleep on the toilet,
Rest your head on the tile,
Throw up your love,
Toss away your regret,
And maybe you’ll forget,
You make me hate,
Made me cry every night,
Make me ground my teeth together,
Every smile feeling forced,
All laughing sounding false,
Your excuses make me hollow,
Can’t you see what you did to me?
I’m not normal,
I’m broken and bitter,
At 18,
Get hit by a car,
Go in reverse and do it again,
Go back years and get an abortion,
It’s all I wanted,
A stranger is seeing through my eyes within,
Don’t act like nothing is wrong,
You know what happened,
And it’s slowly killing me,
And keep my secrets buried with me,
Don’t forget to swallow the knowledge,
That you raped me of my future,
If I saw you again,
I could commit murder,
I wouldn’t falter,
How I wish I could go back to that day,
When I could say no,
Change everything with one word,
But I deserve to be torn,
Ripped apart and forever bleeding,
You sick bastard,
I hate you mother fucker,
I’m crying every moment of my life,
I can’t feel anything,
Nobody knows my shame,
You made nobody want me,
Branded your selfish cock permanently inside of me,
Nobody wants broken people,
They don’t know my name,
I’m still playing your little girl game,
Somebody reach out and pluck me from the darkness,
Show me this light I’ve read about,
Tell me you have evidence of some god,
Say I’m worth it,
You want my smiles to be true,
That you’ll help murder those bastards
Fuck them up in the heads as they’ve done to me,
Create pain so terribly they’ll feel it for years,
Torture their families,
I fucken don’t care,
I know there’s no one out there that gets me,
Ill always feel alone,
I’m empty and freezing,
Nobody wants me,
I’m locked in with deadbolts and never gonna get free.
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Indifference
there is such I thin line between love and hate sometimes they seem almost the same.Both cause great emotion and great pain.when you reach indifference you begin to heal.
Gloria
Hey! Wait! I've Got A New Complaint
And when you begin to heal, there is always some other low life peice of shit that just wants to tare you apart and bring you down again. but what do I know about it, right? I'm just some poor wanna be poet slash writer slash insurance salesmen wait scratch that last one. I feel all the rage and all the hate pouring like the blackest of blood from this...and still I am lost to its truest meaning. I am only a fool that can honostly say that I can not read what is between the lines, hinding in the darkest corners of your mind. oh welll oh wellll. I do not judge. I only read and praise. and that is all I wish to do.
For all it's worth....
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No one
yea...its all good.. no one understands what im saying.. haha.. i make it confusing and incomprehensible and fucked up so no one would get it.. no one would know.. but thanks for commenting as well as that other person.. i hope maybe someday i will heal.. but that day seems forever away.. as i do not forgive and ill never forget..
anyways thanks again.. your comments are the sun within my dark world..
amanda
I'm not so sure
not sure is I could be called a poet.I just jump in say what I think and feel and let chips fall where they may
Gloria
Let it Out
Mindblowing. I can really feel your anger and I'd love to help kick the head in of the person who did this to you. I'm not a violent person, but... All I can say is good luck, and although it will live with you forever, each time you let a bit out there'll be a bit less to live with.
I agree with sara.....
hey amanda, I too wish that I could do my part in the kicking of the head of this monster.....u shared with us a story full of raw emotion and rage and its the best thing u can do at this point....thank u for this brave write and I cant say I can even imagine how u feel but I just wanna make a point here.....
sharia law clearly states that an abuser of this kind, man or women should be stoned or lashed till death...I think thats fair, howz about u?
but ppl frown upon this just law and take what they fancy from it then leave the rest.....reality is that if this law was enforced, u and many others may not have gone through what u and they experienced.
but noooo.....sharia is barbaric! apparently....aaaarrrgghh.....it makes me mad.....all these problems I hear about.....and it kills to know the answer to our struggles is right there....just right there...peace.