Such as life I suppose
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Category:
Poetry › Free Verse
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
486
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of poetry. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Such as life I suppose
In my mind i wanted to kill him,Sometimes in my mind he was dead...
I thought with every hit, that shit this would be the day. But of course i strayed away. I knew that I could not conquor his mighty hand.
At times I thought of how I could easily just take him out in his sleep. But yet again he wouldnt then feel the pain he had branded me with.
I think it was his small little game.
He wasnt bright more or less lame in his trade. His punches cursed out like a a hot blade against my already scarred skin. Why did this happen to me not once but twice. What did I do?
Such as life I suppose.
I couldnt handle the pain..So in escape I gave myself release and tortured that main vein. I wanted to die, by my own hand. Not his. If I died he would have succeeded. I lye still. Not a breath had escaped, my limp body as I lay in my own warm pool of blood. He walked in, looked at my still frame. Walked up to it and kicked my fragile body, I lay still the pain caressed me, but I knew that this was my only way out. I wanted to SHOUT...Out loud FUCK you...Im leaving this world. SO you cant hit me, or sacrafice my innocence to make you climax..... I closed my eyes didnt say a word....my world was gettting dark. No flame left no spark. But yet here I am sitting alone on this park bench writing this all down. I am alive, I am broke but I am free. I am someone... I am me. He cant find me no more...A rush comes over me the warm wind hits my pale face. I think for a moment..... This is my place. Yes...Mine..Nothing was ever mine..till today...such as life I suppose..
(c) Monica T
I thought with every hit, that shit this would be the day. But of course i strayed away. I knew that I could not conquor his mighty hand.
At times I thought of how I could easily just take him out in his sleep. But yet again he wouldnt then feel the pain he had branded me with.
I think it was his small little game.
He wasnt bright more or less lame in his trade. His punches cursed out like a a hot blade against my already scarred skin. Why did this happen to me not once but twice. What did I do?
Such as life I suppose.
I couldnt handle the pain..So in escape I gave myself release and tortured that main vein. I wanted to die, by my own hand. Not his. If I died he would have succeeded. I lye still. Not a breath had escaped, my limp body as I lay in my own warm pool of blood. He walked in, looked at my still frame. Walked up to it and kicked my fragile body, I lay still the pain caressed me, but I knew that this was my only way out. I wanted to SHOUT...Out loud FUCK you...Im leaving this world. SO you cant hit me, or sacrafice my innocence to make you climax..... I closed my eyes didnt say a word....my world was gettting dark. No flame left no spark. But yet here I am sitting alone on this park bench writing this all down. I am alive, I am broke but I am free. I am someone... I am me. He cant find me no more...A rush comes over me the warm wind hits my pale face. I think for a moment..... This is my place. Yes...Mine..Nothing was ever mine..till today...such as life I suppose..
(c) Monica T