What was it like,
Laying there next to a freshly 16 y/o girl?
What was running through
Your twisted mind
While you watched
Her in an unconscious state?I bet she remembers
Your fingertips tracing her bare flesh, Searching it like it held
Something you oh so much desired.What were you searching for?
Was it the pot of gold
That's supposed to be at the
End of a rainbow?
What?Did you think about how many sleepless nights she'd have caused by your actions?
Did you even think about what you were doing to her?Now she walks around with this unfathomable emotion in her tired, dull eyes.
She doesn't open up to anyone.
She doesn't talk to anyone.
She's tired but she can't sleep.
That's your fault.Her beautiful eyes do not shine like they used to.
She does not shine like she used to.
Every night she is talking to the moon, she is the only one who listens and doesn't pity the girl.
Did you know that when she closes her eyes, all she sees is you & all she feels is you?
Did you know she feels you gutting her with your fingers,
Like your scraping the inside of a cantaloupe clean?
Did you know she can feel you invading her home, devouring her like some special fruit on the forbidden tree in the garden?Do you even know anything that's going on In her mind?
I don't think so.
Who are you?
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Hopeless State Of Mind
PoesíaSad peoms and stories from built up emotions & memories over the past 3 years.