Hands Off

Today the sky is black as coal
My mind has crawled inside a hole
He took away my heart and soul
Please, lock him up with no parole

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I was only eight and very shy
And was it any wonder why
I’d never scream; I’d never cry
When after, in your bed, I’d lie

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I didn’t want to play his game
He told me that I was to blame
He left me with the deepest shame
I’d like to tell the world your name

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What he did was so taboo
Tucked away and out of view
Thought you’d get away, did you?
Karma will tell false from true

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This isn’t who I want to be
He stole my innocence; can you see
I couldn’t run; I couldn’t flee
Just get your filthy hands off me.

Whispers to the Soul

“This was me before I knew about anything hard, when my whole life was packed lunches and art projects and spelling quizzes.”

― Nina LaCour, Hold Still


Rage screams out in silenced moments

Beating in her shattered heart

Muted words tell of her truths

Ripped her childhood years apart

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Pain seared through her fragile figure

Like a sword sliced through her gut

Agony cut trenches in

To stop the screams with lips sewn shut

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Innocence is lost in moments

Sins shut from the outside world

There she sits with guilty bruises

In a corner, tightly curled

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She trembled as the torment came

Spoke whispers to her sacred soul

Crying out in stolen voices

Filled the gaping, bleeding hole

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Keeping secrets nearly killed her

Suffocates her choking voice

Trapped and twisted honest truths

Ignoring pain, she had no choice.

Dancing in the Shadows

Reality she feigns so well

Till the closet doors slam shut

A sureness of the truth becomes

A feeling from the gut

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She’s dancing in the shadows

Tar running through her veins

Weaving webs of gossamer

Till nothing pure remains

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Just then her hushed emotions

Tucked carefully away

Go screeching to the hills

As night follows on from day

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The darkness wears disguises

Where her heart and soul had been

Closely guarded secrets

Always clever, never seen

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And the devil burns so brightly

When the skeletons come out

The enigma slowly surfacing

Until there is no doubt