Beauty Disgraced

Slurred words
Innocent cries
Why'd you do this to me, why?
Sometimes I sit and stare
Wondering what I could have become
If only you hadn't taken what you did
Leaving such crippling memories in my head
I wanted nothing but to forget you
But now all I do is think of you.
Beer stained breath on baby lips
You've stolen my first kiss.
Burly hands on tender thighs
Why did you do this to me, why?
I looked up to you, I loved you
And you betrayed me so.
Sour tongue'd taste, beauty disgraced.

Poetry by L3fty
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Written on 2017-03-15 at 18:25

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Those who've been thru it, know
what it's like. What hell is like.

Jalaj Soni
The purpose of art, among other things, is to give you an outlet for your insecurities, your painful past and events which had a lasting impact on you and that might never leave you till your dying day.

An outlet which gives you the strength needed to get on with your life, daily.

I applaud you for this courageous work. And I pray that you find inner peace.

This poem brings out a strong sense of anger and empathy and I'm trying very hard to not focus on the former.

As my dad used to say, "our most beautiful stories are the ones that are dripping with gloom"

I hope the perpetrator faces/faced severe justice for this.

Thank you for sharing this with us, in a most beautiful manner.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a very powerful poem. It is a poem. Since that is so, you have the small consolation of having made art out of something horrible.

Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
This makes me want to scream, it is so painful and frightening.
If this happened to you, I can't tell you how sorry I am. If it happened to anyone, I hope the perpetrator has paid a harsh price, This makes my skin crawl and turn to goosebumps. You have certainly made an impact with this poem.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
i'm having a hard time writing a comment. this is brutal and honest and horrifying, but written very, very well.