May 22, 2010
Run to this place
I see in my head,
I see in my dreams,
in the shadows of my thoughts.
Away from your face,
Away from the voice you have,
it cracks and breaks
and I myself grow small.

Words weigh 12,ooo pounds
against the shoulders of a sixteen year old,
by now the weight has crumbed me.

I hear the music
the melodic drifts caressing me
kissing my scars
cleansing me into a new body.

All the things I've done
add up to now.

Every smile up to mommy
Every hug and I love you,
I take them back.
You are a savage,
you feed on the pain you administer
and behind my iron armor
I wish to break you down.

I had a home
it became over run and forgotten.
Now I drift along,
flying in the sky,
above it all,
seeing everything I left behind,
and feeling freedom and happiness.

Because love does not exist.
A mothers love
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miracle_of_hope said...
Aug. 3, 2011 at 6:47 pm

ah the honesty of anger!! but this is well written and raw


shane said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 6:14 am
Beautiful, but so sad
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