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Kicked when I was down
Shoved in the dirt
Held down as I struggled
And the little bit of hope

I was denied what I needed
because I chose life instead of dying,,,,,,
I chose health instead of being sick.....
I chose the right choice....

Why do I continue to suffer
for making the right choices??
I just wanted a better life
why am I punished for that desire
the desire to live????
Your touch
The sweet way your hands ran across my skin
The taste of your lips upon my neck
The warmth you fueled in me
A feeling I only read
A feeling I did not trust for so long
A feeling I wanted to share with you
Your fingers
mapping out my body
my curves
feeling every secret I held dear
Your desire to see more
To feel my body around yours
But yet
for every interaction
despite the warmth
the fire
the trust
you always found a wrong
at least one thing I should change about myself
one thing to change
to be yours

And yet
after all this time
I just want to feel again
even if you make me cold in the morning when your absent
Even when I can't have the family I long for
Even when I know its wrong

I just want to feel wanted
even for a hour
just once more
to remind me
I can still do something good
When life leaves you with nothing, is there anything left to sell when you have nothing left?
Perhaps
Just once
life will be ok
Life will work out

and just once
My life
isn't questioned
or pushed

just accepted
and the right things
finally happen

Because as its told
Karma is either your best friend
or your worst enemy
You just cast judgement
a side glance
ensuring my body was still there

but you never checked....
just left
as if the silence and coldness
is the punishment I deserve

only when I finally felt better
and started asking
did you realize the damage I had
"I'm sorry I didn't know"

you never asked
just judged and pushed me aside
so I wont lean on you when I need it
so I will be completely
utterly
alone
For once
would someone listen
here what I say and mean
not what was inked?

Would someone help
unravel this mess
help file correctly
help me live?

For one person
its another day in the office
for me
this is my life now...

If only this nightmare could end
So kind
Angry and venomous

Simple
Complex and tough

Smart
Lost the basics along with way

So bright
You miss the trace of tears

Perfect
Just point out the flaws once more

A voiceless plea
The breathes of two becoming one

A simple hope
A wish
And in the end

It ended that same as before
"Because it doesn't mater how many times you tell me, it only maters the one time I believe you"
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