"I promise" meaningless, empty lies
With a serpent's tongue, he manipulates his prey
Distrusting and confused, she constantly cries
Inside, she is dying every day
His control is unwavering, her heart a slave to his addiction
He forces her to remain silent and allow the abuse
The man who once said "I love you" has become her affliction
She's too afraid to speak, so he continues to confuse
"Bitch. Slut. Lying attention whore."
Anytime she speaks up, the cruel names come her way
But it doesn't stop there, soon her body is bruised and sore
He never says he's sorry for the mind games he likes to play
Her friends are his friends, there's no one she can trust
Alone and isolated, she begins to run like a machine
Her heart, tired and broken, slowly begins to rust
Running on nothing, happiness seems impossible to achieve
Trapped by the memories of who he once was
This mechanical girl no longer knows how to run
He shouts and screams and blames her for everything he does
He threatens and beats her, all while holding a gun
Gasoline courses through her veins, keeping her heart beating
Cotton balls fill her brain, keeping her from living
Exhausted as she is, she is no longer sleeping
The man he once was, she can't keep herself from missing
Toxic, so toxic, the voices in her head
His words are the poison he feeds her with every breath
He feels no remorse for the tears she has shed
Lifeless and empty, she hungers for death
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Aphenphosmphobia
PoetryAphenphosmphobia : the fear of being touched To some degree, I think we all fear being touched, whether physically or emotionally. Through poetry, one can touch another's soul without harm. I hope to be able to reach all of you with my poetry, spre...
