Thursday, January 31, 2013

are there any survivors

I quarrel within myself
With my environment
To hold onto
The lil good
Left in me
The lil good left in me
Which still remains
After friends came and went
... After the break down of relationships
After the depletion
Of some distant goals and dreams
My future is gasping for lil breaths
Of air to stay alive
Standing on the last leg
Of hope
The lil good in me
Survived
The wandering hands of
A sick and twisted mind of an adult
When I was a child
The rape of my innocence
Removing safety from me
I survived being taken for granted
Being used
Heartache


I survived abandonment and neglect
By people who cover up their
Ill intentions
Camouflaging by
The words
I love you
The lil bit of good in me
Has fought the enemy well
I won several battles
Now its time for war

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