Autonomy

March 13th, 2020

You twist my arm
Like I’m a plastic toy
I said I’m not a Doll
But it’s pain that you enjoy
You turn me around
Like my path is easily altered
But I can make my own choices
Even if you think I’ll falter
You throw your words
Like a knife into my back
You want me to need you
But love doesn’t work like that

Run

February 19th, 2020

You used my pain
To your advantage
Of feelings that
I did not manage
A path that I
Could never change
Of memories that
I can’t exchange
With love left behind
In the past
Times of hope
That wouldn’t last
And I can’t hide
Or run away
So I sold my soul
To feel okay

My Stranger

September 19th, 2009

Stranger in the alley
Venom on her lips
Painted nails
Red to the tips
It was so dark outside
But you’d have to be blind not to see
The hurt in her eyes
Shining so visibly
She was freckled in goosebumps
But warm to the touch
And deep in her eyes
She had been hurt so much
Years of pain live in her
She grew up alone
And when wanting to talk
There was nobody home
And her eyes spoke to me
They were words she’d never say
Everything she’d ever loved
Has been taken away
It’s hard to believe
All that you can tell
The look in her eyes
Showed her walk through hell
And her weak appearance
Was all too wrong
Because alone in an alley
This stranger was strong