March
March 2012 was a month that ill never forget.
It's when my grandmother died, after having 2 heart attacks,
And a serious stroke, that left her un able to move her left side.
After her suffering for a month before her passing, after my parents
Lied saying she was getting better, while holding the truth back.
The next day I was molested and almost raped by her neighbor.
Something that still tramatizing me, and will be something that stays
Carved in my mind, till the day I die. It will haunt me, but I have to fight,
To get past it. Where a stranger touched, licked, and forced me to Do,
Things I didn't want to do, while he did as he please to me. I ran the whole-
Way home, ripped my clothes off, sat and cried on my floor. Blaming myself
Came so easily, how could I have been so stupid? All this happening,
While my now ex boy friend was cheating on me countless times, and was
Lying to me, and rarely did I even see him. And I wish I could say I didn't know,
But I did, I just kept on lying to myself, and ignoring it. But deep down I knew,
It wouldn't last. And months later it ended. And I gave up the only thing I had during that whole bad month, hell that whole bad year, I gave up a person perfect, who loved me dearly. And stood by myside even while states away,
And a time difference that stood in between. He stood tall, and stood in front of me, shielding me from the pain, wrapping his arms around to comfort me,
His voice like a sweet melody just embracing me, his eyes like a puppy's, so innocent and pure. His heart like gold, a heart that no man has, I swear he was a god. And his hands, so gentle, and talented. And a mind, so strong he could fight any battle with only his words, and win. I gave him up because I was blind, and didn't want to see past my own stupidity. I almost lost him forever. But slowly he talks to me still, and I know deep down, there is still love for him, and his demons. March 2012 was a month ill never forget.
Author's Notes/Comments:
Matt the god with his demons tied to his wrists, I'm still not afraid of your demons. ;) thank you for being perfect. Perfect to me.ill never forget you.
I am lost in the mistness of
I am lost in the mistness of your sadness, there are no words and if there were I would gladly pluck them out and give these floweres to you
there is no comma no full stop my thoughts ar with you jd
Thank you im glad you enjoyed
Thank you im glad you enjoyed this poem. And please dont be lost lol somedays im lost enough for the both of us lol. You get over it and keep walking on the best you can. Much appricated and i hope you keep reading or look into my older writings. -elfy
-Elfy*
I am far from being a god.
I am far from being a god.
Even behind every person and
Even behind every person and their flaws, they are truely perfection. Perfection means flaws, perfection to me = god. your stronger then you relise and more powerful then you know.
-Elfy*