making me sick.

making me sick.

A Poem by brianna vega

let us go back.
lets pretend where alone.
so our conversations will fail us no more.
dainty skinny little thick.
it made me sick to eat.
bones and white skin, shocking white skin
they blended into our sheets.
i sat there ,
pretending not to notice
the disapointment in my heart
fighting my will so it wouldnt reach my eyes
but my heart faltered
im self absorbed, i know
he wasnt what i expected i had to let him go
before he chained me tighter to this white bed
i was the one who need ed to be on top
so i thrashed wildly, in my silent way
i escaped.

© 2009 brianna vega


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brianna vega
brianna vega

city of lost angels, CA



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