HealingA Poem by DominiqueI don't care who reads this...Just starting to write again.I have been in love once. It was enough to make me see who I really am. I am weak, A coward, A fool, To trusting for my own good. I am easily swayed by the soft words of lust, I am easily won over by my mother, I am a puppet. A marionette for people to play with. But not any more. I shall be stronger, I will not trust the words of a stranger, I will not give my heart up easily, The young innocent child is gone. The wonder in my eyes has faded, I am no longer the girl that every one could toy with. I have built myself up. I have made myself stronger. I have stopped crying over the little things, No one will see the sides of my life like they once did. No one will ever know me again. still, there is a hole, a cave where that girl lies, all alone, wondering when she can come out. Nothing will hurt me again! I am stronger now, Wiser now, I am not the girl that everyone remembers. © 2013 DominiqueAuthor's Note
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Added on January 23, 2013 Last Updated on January 23, 2013 AuthorDominiqueFinally in the mountains , COAboutI love writting action/adventure and fantasy. I love to write random things too. I am also different. I freak at small petty things and I feel like an old man, eventhough I am kind and sweet girl. .. more..Writing
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