There once was a girl
Who wore her hair in curls
Her smile so bright
It acted like sunlight.
Then one gloomy day
Her grandmother passed away
And left her behind
Which was quiet unkind
In the eyes of a child
Who behavior was mild
Until that horrid hour
When her family left her mood sour
With a feeling of disgust
No longer able to trust
The ones she held close.
She wanted a dose
Of "Forget It All" potion
To erase the image of the lotion
Sitting on the counter top
While her clothes she did drop
To the tile floor
Right next to the door.
And in the mirror crack
A hazel blue eye stared back
At her naked body ,
The act so ungodly.
She knew it was wrong
And sure did long
For the day it would end
And she would just spend
Her summer as a tween
Free of her family's unclean
But it never did happen
And all of her passion
Did go down the drain
And she started to complain
To the voices at night
Of all of her plight.
They did listen
And the semen never did glisten
Which brought her joy
But left her as a toy.
He is still around,
Not in the ground
Like she had wished
Every time he fished
For a quick touch
Which became his crutch
And escalated to a warm wet
That he said to never sweat
As it was a primal act
So she never did seem cracked.
But he didn't know
That two years so slow
Would leave her a mess
Riddled with stress.
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Poems/Short Stories
RandomA collection of poems based off a life not worth living. "Life Poems" highlights the life of a lonely girl who has been broken more times than she can count.
