Compounded with the musky aroma of 'I don't care'
Smudged black mascara on her amber eyes
Hides the truth and her troubled lies
How many more will it take to forget
Years of abuse, tears and torment
Just like her clothes she has crumpled inside
Living on the outside but the contents have long since died
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Walking alone,. Holding onto your heart,. Back to a place you call home,. Deeper into the dark,. Lies set in stone,. Too face the truth,. Wasted & used,. Carving away life,. This box is my tomb,.
Slowly coaxed out of my shell Where I had been so safe for years Then beaten, hurt and sent to hell A place of sorrow death and tears You did this.
You scour me Leave me raw You sand me down Layers of myself fall Your abrasive words Rasp down deep Leaving open sores That begin to weep Wells of venom Poison all of me The hurt you...
Sold a lie. Such a price. Left me broken. Heart and mind. In a heap. On the floor. Wounds running deep. Whole body's sore. Left a shell. Devoid of hope. Dreams became nightmares. Few words spoke.
For @misslittleDHP improv challenge. She was found alone tied to a tree. Helpless, frightened, she wanted to be free. Bare patches of skin and legs all tense.
I threw up all night And it felt good, right, Somehow like I was Purging myself of The laughter I'd allowed, The smile that had Weakly crawled across My lips, I had, for a moment, Stopped thinking...
You shake with memory, your stomach churns. You drink from time to time - are drunk few and far between. You have a handle and hold it tight - two months away from two years clean.
Insides diminished,. Standing at the starting line,. Not looking back, heading for the finish,. Spilling what's already half empty,. Can't bleed,. there's not much left,.
@patdolan83 I'm sorry to hear that. Hopefully your writing will allow you to deal with the pain. ππ
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