Crash


Written July 4th, 2007

As I crash through the wooden gates of your mind,
I see what you’ve been hiding;
secret feelings locked away
behind forbidden walls.
My anger flares up like a fire.
Your unkind truths cut me like a knife.

Hold me now,
leave me now,
abuse me now.

Sometimes I wish that I could go away
and leave the past behind.
I have a splinter in my hand.
I can’t get it out,
it grows deeper in my skin.

Hold me now,
leave me now,
abuse me now.

My confusion is aimed in your direction;
pull the trigger and it will explode.
Make me, don’t break me,
I just want to be loved.
This pain is so f***ing real,
I’d feel it if I wasn’t numb.
Treat me like a toy,
leave me broken on the ground.
It’s easier to make cuts than to heal them.

Hold me now,
leave me now,
abuse me now.

Love me or hate me,
it’s all the same.

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9 Responses

  1. “I would feel it if I wasn’t numb.”
    stunning.
    I love this.

  2. Love it, Lauren. Thank you for sharing.

  3. Wow, this describes almost perfectly one of my past abusive relationships… striking poem.

  4. I’m feeling you. This is so strong.
    “It’s easier to make cuts than to heal them.” Sad but true.
    Your writing is beautiful.

  5. I have a lot of pieces like this..

    Isn’t it strange how most of us have the same conflicted emotions?

  6. β€œIt’s easier to make cuts than to heal them.” Such a powerful line…you present very strong emotions in this poem…well done….thanks for sharing.

  7. Lauren,

    That is a powerful poem, it sounds almost Sylvia Plath-ish. Got any more?

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