🕯️tw: sexual abuse

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I don't think you deserve the tears,
yet they still crawl down my cheeks,
flees from the fears
was it the blue in your eyes that made my soul stay?
and for how long will my body pay?
My eyes are searching for you,
but all they reach is to the cells on my skin
Why won't I let myself win?
My hands running through my hair
down to my neck around to my throat
for how long will the bruises float?

I wonder where you could be now,
for years I've not said your name out loud
but your hands are still touching my skin
making by thoughts get thin
I close my eyes begging for him
To heal the pain and let me win

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