There is a pain, growing inside me.
Shooting out thorns, right out of me.
Blinding my sight, burning my happiness.
Taking another bite, pulling me to drowsiness.
Your love is gone,
Your hate is toxic.
Once again you won,
Making me acidic.
Yet, I can't love, I can't hate.
Anyone but you, with no cure but you.
Dear rapist, I still hate you.
YOU ARE READING
Lady Lines
Poesía#2nd in Simile #4th in feminity This is a collection of feminine related poems. I believe all women are strong, beautiful and equally goddesses. If you think otherwise, read these poems. Cover credit: @Meha-k She's the best, guys! Check out her pro...
