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Verge

April 13, 2013
By Anonymous

I'm so tired of this
I'm so tired of shame
Why did I agree
To this little game?

I don't have a choice
Not anymore
You came and stole my soul
Once a virgin, now a w****

Everyone warned me
I even warned myself
You're dangerous, you're evil
I'm just another trophy on your shelf

I've memorized your face
Your figure, your stance
I've memorized the words you say
That can cut me in half

I've worshiped your happiness
Cried when you're sad
I'm not my own person
How did life get so bad?

I want out, I want in
I want up and within?
I want love, I want pride
Not left feeling deprived

Why you? I ask
Almost every single day
There are men of strength, of wisdom
Who have much nicer things to say

But I'm stuck, in this rut
Of half living and such
I'm stuck and I can't
Move or do much

Maybe one day
When you leave I could try
To build myself up again
After a long, hard cry

But till then, but till then
I will stay right here
Holding myself
On the very verge of tears


The author's comments:
To the only man who knew exactly what to do to cut me apart.

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