Killed

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Broken heart of an abused soul

Buried me down and took the hold

You killed me once but it's not enough

I still go out and search for love

I look for arms to keep me warm

Lips to sooth my raging storm

Eyes soaked in what you gave

Groomed me to use what I had

Tiny body, black and blue

You beat me down

I'm emotionally bruised

I lost my shine 

and I lost my innocence

But They prefer it for girls my age 

I've known pain and I've known you 

When it's dark and beast come through

I lay there and wait for it to stop

Till it happens, I'm all bruised up

I looked for veil and a pretty dress

You snatched it all, now just a mess

I was kid and I hate to know

What it meant to be one in the world of yours.

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