Pretty little thing ( a poem by me...)

Pretty little thing
With scars on her writs
She cries for her daddy
But he's been replaced
Shinny knife blood flowing down
Pretty little girl
She hit the ground
Mom comes to work,
See's the mess
Pretty little girl,
Ruined her Sunday dress.
Mom grabs the mop,
Says what a shame
Pretty little girl,
She has only herself to blame.
Weeks turn to months..
months into years
Pretty little thing released all her fears
Mom's in jail
Daddy's running free
Pretty little girl they should have left her be....

She was a sour girl the day that she left me...

Why do i feel so unsettled?
Why cant i sit still and enjoy life? instead im always wondering if theres something better...
Why cant i feel happyness?
Why do i keep pretending like this is what i want when really i dont know what the fu*k i want...

And i feel your grip...so tight around me

Something new....

Something challenging

Something addictive

I don't want to let you go...

I may end up hurting you though...

I like your dangerous side

It turns me on

It drives me crazy...

I love your body..

Maybe ill use it for a bit

I don't see us staying together forever.

You bring out a side in me..

A side i haven't felt in years

I love it..I'm addicted to this feeling..

i miss this feeling...but with this feeling comes

flashbacks..

I miss the rush...

i have always missed the rush..

touch me now grab me quick

I'm falling.. I'm slipping

i love it

gotta keep my chin up

otherwise ill dive in...deep