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| They say I must go back and face my past I can't there is too much pain. They say I must in order to truely heal I can't there are too many memories I can't face They say I must in order to go forward I can't I am afraid the pain, the anger the rage, the terror the betrayel, the loneliness I can't face all that again, even though they say I must can't they understand I am afraid I can't go back there again THE MASK When you look into my eyes, tell me what is it that you see? Do you see the pain and shame hidden deep within for no one else to see? No you don't see, you only see what I allow to be seen. Painted on smile to hide my pain like a mask to cover my shame. Will someone ever know the real me, or will I live my life always hiding hiding behind my mask the mask that covers my shame. Both poems written by Skyler. |
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| Why Me? I often ask the question why me? or is this the way my life is suppose to be Can it be a test to see how much pain I can endure or to see how much I have matured, but the fact still remains that my life is in a strain and my world is feeling only rain why hasn’t Chris suffered pain He is the cause of it and I am treated like a mis-fit I am the one the family is calling a bitch and Chris is calling me a snitch, but do you know what I can’t hate on that I will stay whatever they think I am and I definitely don’t give a good got DAMN! By Ashley Livingston Angellove144284@aol.com |
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| Looking back on the times when you held me in your hands. When my tears fell from my heart bleeding screaming in your head. I cannot beleive I am here today. I can't explain this feeling. I don 't know who you made me I don't want to know what you think. I need you to shut up now stop looking at me with your cold blue eyes. Stop taking what you want from me, stop showing me how to kill myself. I didn't need this, I don't need you. I don't choose to toy in death laughing in my darkness of lonliness you violated me. Ripped me from my childhood and created a darkness for me. Burning me with your words my silent scream ringing in your ears. I see you now looking at me. Your hair bound by a rubber band tucked behind your ears. Your stone blue eyes your white creamy skin. I would love to see you beaten and bruised bleeding from within. I would love to leave you the way you left me, feeling helpless and afraid vunerable and scared. Fucked up and weak. I hate that you did this to me, I hate what you are in my life. I hate that you took from me all I never knew how to hold onto. Well I have it back now you sick bastard. I have it back and I scream loudly with my voice heard as I break the silence that I have settled with for 3 years. I take back what you took and am blown away by what I have become. I am much more then you think then you ever thought. I glow in my happines, my victory and with my voice again. I rein unto you darkness and misery that you bestowed upon me. I ask you only to feel what you inflicted upon me and so many other women. Your skin is sickening your eyes are blackned and I hold the glory now that you once held over me. Your nothing but a worm to me now. I am who I am and who I love. I trust myself now and I trust all those who I love. Things you never wanted me to have again, things you always wanted to hold in your hands. Your hands of darkness no longer hold me, you can rape me no more of my body of my words of my mind. I am stronger then you and stronger then I was. I've strengthened from my pain and no longer will I let you push me down. written by S. |
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