Im barely hanging on
with crippled anger
and a heart that still beats sore
my tears still stain the pillow
and my body still compliments the floor
im aching as a result of holding in the pain
and i dont want to continue living in this state;
all the baggage ive been carrying all these years.
all the pain that leaves my body in the form of tears.
this brusied chain ive been secretly draggin
is the reason im the way i am today.
ten years later
and i can still feel the pain
all grown up
and the tears still drip sore
im so alone, im so scared
im still that terrified little girl
disguised by make up and a smile
but inside im a beaten down, disater.
i can never go back to who i was.
and i can never escape the nightmares you caused
i can never get back what you've stolen from me
you took advantage of my fragile body
the bruises may have faded away,
but the scar you've left will always remain
this is me pretending im fine in a perfect world i've painted,
when really you've left my entire world tainted.
so i won't lie when people ask why im shaking
ill tell them
"he hurt me in ways beyond imagination."
