Tattoos

by JL   Jul 18, 2005


I gave myself a new tattoo
and yes its crimson red
i decided i needed another
after you screamed you wanted me dead

you seem to find it funny
this pain you put me through
and you always get happier
when you see a new tattoo

i hide away in my room
hoping you'll forget I'm here
nevertheless you barge in
later blaming the beatings on the beer

today you are no longer present
beatings come no more
but who could forget the fun you had
calling me a little w h o r e

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  • 17 years ago

    by Romy Rose

    Girl, you can always speak up to me..
    great work, hoping it didn't happen to you real life... be strong
    hugc ~PC

  • 18 years ago

    by Avrii Monrielle

    I can feel the emotion..

  • 18 years ago

    by Hayley

    Oh hun thats horrible to have to go thru all this, i like the poem, the story that lies behind it is sad, and if you ever need to talk i'm here, hugs-hayley

  • 18 years ago

    by LOOPE

    Wow, it's short but it has a lot of meaning. I loved it, it's great, but it's sad. Well written poem, keep up the good job. And thanks for your comments on my poem.

  • 18 years ago

    by JL

    okies!

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