Submissions by unapologetic
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Nothing
Standing there struggling to breathe
Up against the wall
Your hand at my throat
There was a fury like I have never seen in your eyes
Another evening of wrath
Pinned to the ground
Strangled by your wedding ring
I don’t want my daughter to hear, but she does
Venom spewing from your mouth for hours
Murdering my thoughts
Poisoning my soul
You wanted me to be as dead inside as you
Your comments still haunt me
I still bleed
From words shoved down my throat
Piercing me like brand new razor blades
...
Up against the wall
Your hand at my throat
There was a fury like I have never seen in your eyes
Another evening of wrath
Pinned to the ground
Strangled by your wedding ring
I don’t want my daughter to hear, but she does
Venom spewing from your mouth for hours
Murdering my thoughts
Poisoning my soul
You wanted me to be as dead inside as you
Your comments still haunt me
I still bleed
From words shoved down my throat
Piercing me like brand new razor blades
...
#spiritual
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Choices
The child I will never know cries out in my dreams
Haunting my mind like a specter
A ghost of a disturbed past filled with regret and anguish
I was trying to fill an already overwhelming void
Hoping that sex would make me whole
Never imagining I would become more broken
And there I stood alone again
But not entirely alone
With an unimaginable choice and a heavy heart
I suffered in isolation, abandoned by the man
Who loved me solely for my anatomy
The taste of my choice is bitter on my tongue still
Life moves...
Haunting my mind like a specter
A ghost of a disturbed past filled with regret and anguish
I was trying to fill an already overwhelming void
Hoping that sex would make me whole
Never imagining I would become more broken
And there I stood alone again
But not entirely alone
With an unimaginable choice and a heavy heart
I suffered in isolation, abandoned by the man
Who loved me solely for my anatomy
The taste of my choice is bitter on my tongue still
Life moves...
#PopCulture
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Not Worth Dying For
I still mourn the man taken too soon
While making his way to my side
We were wild and reckless
Drunk on endless rivers of beer and love
But that is what made us
He pulled up in his yellow mustang
The roar of his muffler was my favorite sound
Roses of yellow and orange in his hand
To remind me I was his and he was mine
We were magnetic
The night was quiet as I lay in his bed alone
Waiting for the phone to ring
Watching for him to come through the door
But the highway had different plans
And I was left empty
...
While making his way to my side
We were wild and reckless
Drunk on endless rivers of beer and love
But that is what made us
He pulled up in his yellow mustang
The roar of his muffler was my favorite sound
Roses of yellow and orange in his hand
To remind me I was his and he was mine
We were magnetic
The night was quiet as I lay in his bed alone
Waiting for the phone to ring
Watching for him to come through the door
But the highway had different plans
And I was left empty
...
#dark
#death
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#tragedy
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