Friday, September 11, 2009

Poem: Self Mutilation

When he kissed me
My heart would melt
I couldn't believe the feeling that I felt
My first experience
With love and temptation
Begins the story
Of my self mutilation

I've carved myself
With a blade's sharp tip
He's angrily scratched me
Then licked the blood from my lip
I threw up my food
So that I would feel pretty
He said he owned my body
When he took my virginity
My first experience
With angst and desperation
Continues the story
Of my self mutilation

I've locked myself in my room
I've cried myself to sleep
I've numbed my feelings with weed
I've drowned my emotions in drink
He held me down with negative words
Entrapped me with his sex
He pounded me with angry fists
He filled me with regrets
A girl so broken hearted
Who needed love and some salvation
Changed the story
Of my self mutilation

God answered the words I prayed at night
And sent me needed strength
I realized that I
Was just as guilty for his hits
I hated me, I abused myself
It's sad, but yet it's true
So when he came along to treat me like a dog
I let that nigga do it too
I finally broke my master's chain
I'm embracing being free
I stopped the cuts and bruises
That were being caused my me
The life that I have longed for
Being my ultimate inspiration
Ends the story
Of my self mutilation

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