Im sick of time
Waiting for healing to run its course
Destroy the ruining touch
Of my body betraying a families love
Hugs turning into crawling sweaty anxiousness
So tired of waiting, waiting for the end
Dont rush it, it takes time
Im so fing sick of time
Every nanosecond past is a downfall
In my victory of being free, of being away,
Away from the sexual monster tearing at my bed
Painting bruises along my body and shoving secrets in my heart
Every minute my skin crawls is a turn in the lock of a jail cell
Every anticipation of demanding hands, and torn lips
Of his violent tugging, slipping asunder bruising, burdened
Gagging, pinching tongues apart.
Is another crimson line on my arm
I refuse downcast eyes,
And bleeding ears
No more hazardous words shoved down my throat,
Brutal verbal battery assaulted heart.
No more charred virgin ears plucking
screaming words off ravaged floors
and fumbling
Grabs at illusionary praise,
I refused to be reduced back into a pile of shamed curves, and bruised cheeks
No more will my limbs grabbing, splitting, shattering bending,
dark rotting blood paint stains along my skin will fade away
I refuse to be plundered, beaten, tainted, ravished
Feeling defiled, abrasive,ubearable,
I can no longer be starved of lovehopelife
Im sick of time letting me give up, waste away
Time goes too slowly for my bruised abandoned heart
Time goes too slow, time doesnt understand
Time doesnt want me to get better
Time doesnt revolve around me
