January 7th, 2011
I flew across the room
Feeling something I’d never felt before
Lifted up
To have you walk out the door
In the dark
You showed me light
And being with you
Somehow felt so right
But the warmth was taken
And I was left alone
I didn’t like the feeling
Being on my own
I was in the dark
I was feeling so blind
And you were already gone
Without me in mind
January 7th, 2011
Falling to the floor
In shock
No idea what happened
I look up at the wall
I shake in pain
And grab my head
My hands come down wet
My hands came down red
I run to the bathroom
The bleeding won’t stop
The pounding so loud
The people surrounding me
The questions won’t end
And as soon as they do
The sirens take me away
To another place
They say I’ll be okay
What better day to share the story of the events that transpired on 4/11/2003, and how I got what I like to call my “Harry Potter” scar.
January 7th, 2011
In your eyes
I don’t know what I see
I want to be happy
I want to believe
In the dark
I don’t know what I feel
Anxiety takes over
But I don’t know if it’s real
In your arms
I don’t know what to say
I want to believe
But it won’t fade away
In the light
I don’t want to go
If the truth tears us apart
I won’t let you know
Doll Poetry 