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Shake Me

Contributed by satanssecret1369 on Saturday, 21st December 2013 @ 05:00:31 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



I can't take it--

I can't shake it...

Please just make it go away.

It's still hurting;

I'm still burning--

Flaring up from all the pain.

She's a harlot;

I'm a victim,

And there is nothing I can do

To make you see,

To help me breathe,

And to clear this slate of you.



I'm still burning;

I'm still learning;

I'm still yearning for your touch--

To soothe the ache,

To stop the pain,

And to make it all too much.



Standing; spinning

In a frenzy

In a turnstile of contempt...

I hate you

And I hate me--

This is where my time is spent.



Still disgusted;

Still repulsed

By your face--and mine alike.

Is this really

How you're feeling?

I knew this path was never kind.

Still I'm dancing

In a circle,

In a haze of weary woes.

Can't stop moving,

Can't stop stalling...

My heart has nowhere else to go.



Can you feel it?

I can taste it--

I can hear it scream my name

In a fury

And a tumble

Of the emotions that it makes.



Can't stop thinking;

Can't stop dreaming;

Can't stop the nightmares that you bring.

You were perfect;

I was worthless...

I should have never let you in.



Now I'm broken;

Now you're laughing...

Now you'll never have a clue

That I was blinded

And you were stunning...



God, I fell so hard for you.



Am I breaking

Or just broken?

Am I making any sense?

I will dig

And I will drill

Until it's outside of my head.



Never happy--

Only smiling--

Only showing my defense,

I'm degraded

And belittled...

Please just help it make some sense.



Was she lovely?

Was she thrilling?

Was she all I couldn't be?

Did she tell you

That she loved you--

Did she make you think of me?

Was I ever

Truly something

Or simply nothing in your eyes?

Why'd you do this?

Why'd I take it?

Why are you speaking ***** lies?!



Can you stop it?

I can't stop it...

I can feel it take control...

Digging deeper

Into nothing...

Clearing out my wretched hole.



I'm astounded;

Can't believe it--

You seemed so true and pure...

Then I see

Into your eyes...



Are you seeing me or her?



I'm disgusting

And repulsive--

I can't even face myself...

You're a demon;

Pig; a monster...

Give me one last shred of help.



You've destroyed me--

I've been here before...

He'll lend to you a hand...

And while you're

Digging out your trench,

I think he'll make you understand:

God forgive me,

But God damn you--

You're a scoundrel in disguise.

You can smile,

Say "I love you",

But there's truth inside your eyes.



I am nothing;

You are nothing.

Nothing matters in this game...



I have cried here;

We will die here...

No matter what, it ends the same.

So why take caution?

Why heed warnings?

Why not simply live for you?

Never knowing

Or even wanting

Any love that could be true...



I am ravaged,

Raped, distorted...

I can't let you take this lead.

I'll destroy you;

I'll amend this...

I'll drain the life from me.



You'll remember,

Yet forget...

Some things you have left for dead.



I will lay here

In my misery

Until this starts to make some sense.




Copyright © satanssecret1369 ... [ 2013-12-21 05:00:31]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Shake Me (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Saturday, 21st December 2013 @ 04:00:29 PM AEST
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Wow. I felt like I was sliding down a slinky: round and round, looking for a door out!
You describe emotional turmoil very well.

Thanks for letting us share it with you.
softerware




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