AbuseI let out a cry as you shove me into the wall. I slid down to a sitting position. My eyes blurred by tears. But you don’t seem to care. You grab my arm and yank me back up. You keep yelling at me on how my school work goes.
“You try to be smart but your not!” You scream at me, “Your failing everything! If your so smart, why are you a failure!?”
You push me back into the wall and storm out of the room. Leaving me crying in the dark. I hear you break things in the other room.
The next day I go to school. Staying at the side. With a long sweater and jeans to hide all the new scars and bruises from the night before.
A girl rams me into the locker. The locks clatter from impact. I keep my eyes on the floor and try to hide my emotion.
In all my classes, I stay in my corner. The corner that’s in the far left corner. A place where I feel safe. Safe from pain.
At home, I stay in my room. Behind locked doors. Relying on thin wood to stay between me in the outs
MistakeIf only I had known that
This is what we'd become.
If I could go back,
Change what I've done.
You should know that I would.
Just look at what I've done now.
Everything is so broken.
If only I just know how,
Take back what I've spoken,
I would if I could.
But now it's too late,
The damage is done.
I took all the hate.
I want to go back to one.
Do I have to go away
Just because of one mistake?
Why couldn't it stay?
Was so much at stake?
I'm tired of pretending
There's no use of it now.
Is this really the ending?
Guess I regret it somehow.
Don't we all stumble?
Don't we all feel small?
Don't we all have trouble feeling humble?
Don't we all trip and fall?
But I don't understand
Why this thing has to be.
All that I know is the blame is on me.
One Last SongThey didn't see the signs.
They should've read between the lines.
Her lifestyle they scorned,
and for this reason, they mourned...
She suffered in silence.
Her sorrow, a cadence.
With her life they had gambled,
but with her world in shambles,
they had gone all-in and lost.
They should've known the cost...
In front of the grave, a boy thought of the girl he'd forsaken.
He wished this was a nightmare from which he'd awaken.
He was her high-school sweetheart,
but they had drifted apart.
Once he had left her alone,
the suicidal thoughts found a home...
On her guitar, sad notes she played,
whilst overhead, a noose had swayed.
From quivering lips, she sang one last time.
Shutting out a million thoughts, she managed a rhyme...
"Mother, father, I have a confession...
This song shall never be completed,
for I battled with depression,
and depression succeeded..."
Just a Taste.I knew what would happen.
That's why I slammed every locked door wide open for just one single night with you,
let my lips crash into yours, tasting you like fine wine, getting intoxicated off your texture.
I dared to sink into the pool of warmth you made, limbs desperate to touch, to brush,
your eyes eating me alive, tearing me apart, my freshly tainted lips confessing my desire,
while yours strung out fogs of smoke, hinting that this, too, was merely a guilty illusion.
Just a kiss, just a moment, just a memory relived a thousand times.
But I knew what would happen.
That's why I didn't push you to finish the sentences that you dropped, forgot unexpectedly,
why I didn't clutch you to my chest, whisper a coo in your waiting ear, dream of tomorrow.
My mind knew before my heart could accept that strange gaze that struck your coffee circles,
The past memories I choked up, that old flavor resurfacing when I finally put it all together,
But still I bathed in the emotion, luxuri
Wings Part 2
PART 2: It Starts!
I follow after him and into the house. Mom is already in the kitchen searching the fridge for something to eat to satisfy her pregnant craving. Since she and dad found out she's pregnant again she's been craving nothing but beef jerky dipped in chocolate milk.
Mom peeks around the door and sees me. "Honey, what are you doing home?" she asks.
"Wings are close to sprouting," my dad answers casually and kisses mom on the cheek.
"Yep. Your baby is going to go through a whole world of pain," he smiles.
"Thanks for reassuring me dad . . ." I say grimly.
"Sorry kid," he shrugs.
I turn over to mom with a grim look. "Why mom? Why did you marry an immortal?"
"How was I suppose to know all my kids wo