You were better at the game
We played games,
We went back and forth,
One step forward, two steps back.
I thought we were equal
You’re Not Welcome At My Door.
Please don’t come around here,
You’re not welcome at my door.
After years of torment,
I’ve decided I want no more.
They Think They Get It
They think they get it,
They really do.
They preach of knowledge,
And the “right” thing to do.
The Girl You Knew is Dead
I peer through the screen,
And glance at your life.
It appears you’re the same.
Still beautiful.
Where is My Self-Worth?
I wade through the waters
Searching through the wreckage.
Where is my self-worth?
Have you seen it?
Victim Blaming
What were you wearing?
Were you drinking?
Why were you there?
What were you thinking?
to the lost sinner
Hey there, do you remember me?
Or do I not even ring a bell?
I think about you all the time
Your face haunts my personal hell.
that time i met the devil
The devil knocked on my door,
He was wearing a disguise.
He looked like a handsome stranger,
One of those nice guys.
I fell for your spell
Once upon a time
I fell for your spell.
I was innocent then
Also a little unwell.
you raped a witch
Sorry I missed your wedding,
Someone must have forgot my invite.
You looked like a handsome groom,
And your bride looked lovely in white.
poems about dissociation & repressed memories
I awoke to see I had always been dreaming.
Startled awake I saw I was in a nightmare.
Was this nightmare my creation?
Or did someone put me to sleep?
why do I feel guilty when you never cared?
Why do I feel guilty when you never cared?
When you never listened to all that I shared?
Why does your voice play in my head?
And leave me reeling with so much dread?
ivory tower
How does it feel in your ivory tower?
Sitting up there with all that power?
How’s that life of comfort and grace?
Do you think you won by being the Ace?
snow white
I fell from the ivory tower
One dark and stormy night.
I was sent out into the woods
Resembling Snow White.
healing from your abuse
For so long I have remained silent,
Taking your abuse and becoming violent,
Against myself and those closest to me,
In order to keep your secrets under lock and key.
most shameful secret
You are my most shameful secret,
The one buried deep within
The cemetery of my heart
Where all my heartaches live.
i call myself a coward
Don’t tell anyone
But I have a mighty fear.
It paralyzes me
And keeps me stuck here.
god bless the places on this earth
God bless the places on this Earth,
That remind me of my true worth.
God bless the mountains, the trees and the leaves,
The grass, the gardens, and the rivers that weave.