She feels the growth inside her;
An instinct well known to her,
To protect her womb
From the outside world;
From hell
Bloody and battered.
Ruined on the outside,
Course to the touch,
But on the inside
Its warm and squishy.
He protects her
From the outside world.
In love. Its wonderful,
And it feels right.
This feels right.
I feel this growth inside me.
Its our growth that we made
Together.
That our love brought.
I love you, my darling.
Dont ever leave.
You have to stay
To protect the herd.
Please stay.
He beckons her forth to
Sit on his lap.
My love, my life.
Everything fits so we
The girl is a god with wolves in her chest
While she catches boys in her hair like birds.
Her flesh speaks the lore of a martyr in disguise
But she is no stone-skinned warrior.
She is water born and earth made
Like the pale peaks of waves
whose tongues lap at the fire.
She reaches towards the sky
Hoping to warm her hands
All she finds is her own breath carved into air.
The girl is not a god, she is a hero
With birds nesting in her chest
While wolves braid her hair.
Sometimes when I watch the sunrise
I imagine the first sunrise of all time
With so much potential for love
In the pure light of that dawning sunshine
God, you have given life to us
I see endless love in the tears that you cry
I am ready to drown within them
But you spared me today, I didn’t die
Sometimes when I see her smiling
I hope it’s because she is thinking of me
Maybe that time we watched the sunset
Or perhaps some other loving memory
God, I can see something in her
That no one else seems to be able to see
I just ask that when she prays to find love
You will direct her thoughts towards me
Sometimes when we watched the s
Can Your Parents Relate? by CloudNumber8, literature
Literature
Can Your Parents Relate?
You, the girl in the corner of your bedroom
That with each passing year since birth
Has had her confidence sold to those that stare
For so much less than it is worth
When it should be a priceless commodity
Especially to a doting dad
Is he not supposed to give to his child
All the things that he never had?
You, the girl in the corner of the classroom
That has forgotten how to smile
Are you tired of being told it’s just a phase
And you’ll snap out of it in a while?
It should be obvious that you are struggling
Especially to a loving mum
As she's already lived through those tearful days
That for you have yet to come
You, the gir
Does mother notice my visits to the bathroom
Have become more frequent of late?
And how they always seem to be after meal times
When with my parents I’ve just ate
Does she stand in the hall outside the bathroom
With her ear pressed against the door?
Wondering why the tap is running so fast
And what I’ve flushed the toilet twice for
Has she seen all of the empty sweet wrappers
Hidden under my bed when she cleans?
Does she fully understand the significance
Of what this behaviour actually means?
Is purge even a word in her vocabulary
To which she’s able to define?
Does she believe my words or my sunken eyes
When I insist
There's a girl in the park
Across the street from our house.
She's been there for days
Teaching an orphan bird
to fly.
There's a man in a call center
Where I used to work
Stealing food from the fridge
He's run out of things to feed
his dogs.
There's a cashier in the store
Down the road from our place.
When she was just five
Her sister was electrocuted
to death.
And in another world
Infinitely away
Broken birds and skinny dogs
Play in the snow with curious girls
who laugh.
And if you don't believe that
There's a world somewhere
In which you do.
My angers rushing out
I feel trapped in a cage.
I won't let up
And I won't be afraid.
I'll pull the trigger
Blow out your brains.
We are in a dance
We are both the same.
Not afraid to kill the other,
But we like to play
Try to hurt each other
Because we like the pain.
So if I pull the trigger,
So ends the chase.
I'm afraid I got tired
Of our little games.
I'm waiting for you, my love
waiting peacefully in the dark
shadows bathing my skin
concealing all the sins
I'm waiting for you, my love
in this wooden rocking chair
rocking myself back and forth
drowning the sounds of despair
I'm waiting for you, my love
and I've lost track of time
can't remember when you were mine;
This seems endless
I'm so tired of being here...
You lied to me didn't you?
You're never coming back,
it's just as I feared
You ask me what I do now that I'm alone
You tell me not to worry, "Daddy's coming home"
You feed me hope every night
saying everything will be alright
when you know how much it breaks me
that I can't ca
This is a war
That only I can fight
I can’t let it beat me anymore
For I am the knight
I’m on the frontline
Ready to charge
All of my might, I have to combine
Because on the other side, the enemy is at large
The war ended as soon as it started
With a bang and a clang I was on the ground
Into the next life, I parted
Where silence danced around
I was not dead
No, far from it
I was resisting the urge to sleep in class instead
Because my sleepless nights have deemed me unfit
This internal war
That I was fighting
Is no more
This internal war
That I was fighting
Ended the moment I laid my head on the desk in front of me