Your screams echo through the emptiness
You sobs can be heard world round.
But he does nothing to stop.
Your cries burst the ears of millions, but they do nothing to stop him.
Because after all, you're just a nobody who has no place in this world.
You scream, you cry, you push, you shove.
But he doesn't stop. Nor will he stop until you lay trembling on the floor with rivers on your cheeks, praying that it won't happen again.
Some prayers are never answered.
Use after use, a little piece of you chips off every time he enters, and every time he's done.
You float away and away until, you are no longer here. And you are stuck in the past.
YOU ARE READING
Fragments of My Heart
Poetryfrag·ment noun plural noun: fragments ˈfraɡmənt/ a small part broken or separated off something. {trigger warning: rape, suicide, blood, depression, anxiety, cutting, suicide attempts}
