Survivors Poetry

I still here

Little girl your deadly white skin calls my name
The friction of skin is here...
Again...
Don't you know I love you so?
Take my hand and take what I'm about to give you
Don't you ever try to go
Here's my gift to you
Guilt and shame
Little girl you are so weak!
I know I can take advantage of your youth
You are blinded, oblivious to whats being done
I AM BLOOD!
Speak not, no one will hear!
Don't be loud, I told you
We wouldn't want any body to know
Shut up you ignorant pile of waste!
You don't know whats being done
You know I'll use you up and leave you dead
rape you and linger among your head
Stop your dying
Stop your screaming
I'll kill you with my mind either way
But don't fret much
Because you Know I love you so
This is really for the best
But I’d use you, wither way
I AM BLOOD!
Stop your screaming
They're deaf to your crys

OUT

Here I lie alone
Trapped in your cage
your cage
your realm
your mind

Chained to your thoughts
nailed to your insecurities
I feel so drained
of tolerance
of me
of everything

I know you are the cause
yet I chose to look away
still in the dwellings of my mind
I know
I can see now
see you
see me
see it all
DIE

Slowly
not fast enough
I want this to end
I want to be free again
of you
MY DEMONS

My desire is so strong
and yet I am so weak
as I lie here

Trapped in your cage
your realm
your mind

cut up in your butchers tone

bleeding.......

Fade

You found it game to watch my pain
Did you pause to think of the scars left on my soul?
My heart was bruised, torn and used,
Yet I followed you blindly, into a blackening hole.

Love to me was a feeling new and pure,
Emotions unknown consumed my whole heart
You took my love and made it your whore
Dissected my spirit and ripped it apart.

I could see what you were doing to me,
And I hid my eyes, willed myself to be blind
It was true that I was afraid to be free,
You pulled my soul too fiercely then left me behind.

I loved you for the attention you gave,
I loved you so completely, with all my power
But I can't stay confined in this lonely cave,
I will break from your clutch, I will no longer cower.

The darkness still rips silently and cruelly within.
It consumes and corrodes, crawling through this skin.
I've fabricated my life with lies, creating your love.
Something that NEVER existed.
A blackened, broken dove.
Love clawed all truth from my blinded eyes.
Now I can see and now I despise.
Hate seethes inside and will never again be contained.
I give myself to the loathing that courses through these veins
as
I
fade...

Daddy's home

I hear him pull in
I look out the window
I think to myself
"Where did he go?"
I look at the clock
Its nearing midnight
He's parked crooked again
Something's not right
He's slumping up the stairs
I slink back to my room
I hear him at the door
He'll be inside it soon
I hear the common cursing
As he walks inside
I pull the blanket over my head
For that is where I hide.
I don't want to see him
He's been out drinking again
I hate him when he's like this
When will this all end.
I wish he would stop
He gets drunk all the time
And then he like to pretend
That everything's just fine
I hate this feeling that I have
I hate being alone
But the thing that I hate most of all
Is when daddy comes home

Poems by Becci