
| Scarred
Author: Fireeye Howlsong Rainpelt A girl with an abusive boyfriend pleads for it to stop...bad summary. Needs a bit of tweaking, but I'm proud of it. Not necessarily appropriate for very young children; a little depressing and dark. EDIT: Sorry about before, FictionPress messed my format.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 562 - Reviews: 6 - Published: 01-21-06 - id: 2094933
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Scarred
I hear
the screams,
I see the cuts,
It's all too obvious to
hide.
Abusive, it's what he is,
There's nothing to do about
it.
Excruciating
pain, it's all that I can bear,
No one's around to hear.
My
screams, my pleas,
The blood runs down.
No
tears fall from my eyes,
But it doesn't matter at all.
No
water, no salt, but the drops of blood
Are my tears,
My tears
of blood,
My tears of pain,
Sorrow, hatred, regret,
Love,
betrayal,
Lust for blackness.
I don't
want to love you,
I don't want to love you,
I don't want to
love you,
I shouldn't love you!
But I can't help it.
Why do
you think you hurt me so badly,
Every time you scar my face?
Why
do you think I stand for what you do,
Unless I can't help but
love you?
Quit pretending, for both our sakes,
That mask is
despicable;
I can barely take the pretending any more.
You're
pushing me under.
You're drawing the blood.
Don't keep it
up,
Because you're tearing me down.
Don't leave me
bleeding,
My life is draining,
It's all your fault
But you
don't take responsibility.
You say
I deserve it,
I bring it upon myself.
If I keep it up,
You'll
keep tearing me down.
My fortitude, ruined,
My life, down the
drain,
My health, gone,
My heart, hard.
I can't
keep letting you push me under,
But no matter how hard I try,
You
won't let up.
Get off, let go,
Or I'll do it myself.
Eyes of
coal, black, hard,
I look up, I'm greeted by that gaze.
I
can't take it any more!
I'm six feet under,
More than
that,
Too low for anyone to see.
I'm
closer to the edge,
Closer to the cliff,
Don't push me over,
please!
Two-faced,
you're a lie.
You trick me, I can't see through the lies.
But
look at me, what I've become.
I'm numb to you,
Down to my
core,
These scars can never heal.
Not
from blades, though sometimes
I wish they were.
Down, beneath
the surface,
In my heart, a permanent mark.
The blood on my
arms,
My face, can be cleansed,
But the blood now on your
hands
Shall always be there.
Don't
do it, don't hurt me,
I can't take it again!
Don't push
me under,
I'm drowning! Offer your hand,
Please, help me,
Not
a fist, not a knife,
I need a helping hand!
I'm
going under,
Offer your hand,
I'm six feet under,
You're
pushing me deeper!
No one can find me now,
But can't you
offer your hand?
I'm
going under,
I'm too deep to come up,
My breathing is
failing,
There's no air to breathe.
I'm in too deep,
These
scars can never heal.
No more,
I can't take any more!
Don't
hurt me,
Because I can't take it any more.
I'm
in too deep,
Never to be found.
Don't offer your hand,
It
would only hurt more.
Leave, before I make you,
Because these
scars can never heal.
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