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a hard topic for me to discuss and explain, so i put it in a poem.. |
when it happened, you took something from me. my voice. my fReewill. my thoughts. when it hAppened, you showed me something. my worth. my mistakes. it was my fault. i used to be free.. you caged me. it.. is Plastered across my mind. my chancEs are snatched away from me, and all i wanna do is sink into the floor. when it happened, I heaRd your voice clearly. "you're too loud." "quit plAying." "i know you want to." i didn't want to. i should've screamed and ran. i should've fought you more. i should've cried for helP. and boy.. do i cry for hElp. when it happened, i watched. i watched you use me. i saw no Remorse in your eyes. i wAs just a vessel for you to plant yourself inside. i meant nothing. you mean nothing. when it haPpened, it shouldn't have happened. and i can't takE it back. i can't fix what's bRoken. i can't fix me. i wish i could fix you. why did you think it wAs okay? for you to touch me, when i didn't wanna be touched. for you to try harder, after i Push you away. for you to usE me, and find pleasure in it.. when it happened.. it still happens. i Replay it in my head. i see you. i see me. the hennessy. the door. my shoes. netflix.. whAt happened to netflix? me struggling. your determined face. me Painting an escape route in my head. i was lost. i am lost. what happEned.. i wish it hadn't happened. |