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Ironically Free

Contributed by only4das on Wednesday, 23rd February 2005 @ 10:29:30 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Home alone again...you've given everyone something to do, somewhere to go...everyone, but me...

I'm all yours to manipulate...touch my body...
As your hands touch my skin...my heart grows cold, kiss my numb lips...tell me again just how much you love me...
I believe you, I really do...as the hate runs thru my soul...
Why me? Why do you chose to hurt me?
Yes Mom, it's all my fault, I deserve this because you brought me into this world for this sole purpose, right?
Take care of what you chose to neglect...Oh yes, don't believe me...I'll take the blame again...
Crush any hope of being rescued...turn your back on me. You do this so well...you're a pro...just don't look in the mirror...you may have to face the truth...
You gave birth to me, fed me, with your flesh cut open, I was freed to be caged...hell on earth...thank you...
I deserve every second of this...and when I'm old enough to fight for my freedom...
destroy my life with everything you got...
Yes Daddy...I'll be your special girl...I won't tell anyone...I tried...just as you said...NO ONE believed....
You're the man...the King...the Devil's Gift...disguised as the Saviour in the flesh!
Thank you too for showin' such love and devotion...I never could've had the wonderful childhood, adolesence, and womanhood every lil' girl dreams of...thanks for being there for me...
A beautiful family...one I would never wish upon my worst enemy...family the word holds no meaning in my memories...
Yes I'm alone now...abandoned and ironically free...I got the freedom I wanted with the scars to remind me of where I never want to be again...
You say it's my loss...but so much I've gained...turn back now...apologize...I can have it all...
(Looks back) Thank you again...Please don't ever remind me...




Copyright © only4das ... [ 2005-02-23 10:29:30]
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