Her Life

a poem by Nadezhda Aleksandrovna Montik, USA - poetry writer, author, poet

Kiss my lips and tell me a lie,
kiss me again and make me cry.
Hug me, hold me, make me believe,
kiss me once more before you leave

Pretend to make me feel okay,
its just an excuse for you to stay.
Then use me and think I am too dumb,
while I’m scared of you, worn out and numb.

Play with my feelings, treat me like a doll,
use me, abuse me, then watch as I fall.
It's not like I matter, I’m only a toy,
you could care less, it's me you destroy.

I don’t have any power, I don’t have the control,
mourning for my innocence, which you had stole.
I have nothing left, you took it all from me,
I’m not my own person, just a piece of your property.

All that’s left to do is act like I don’t care,
and stop trying to hope for something fair.
Just take what is coming my way,
and live the moments from day to day.

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