you scare me most

you scare me most

A Poem by taylorrose

the fact is

you scare me most

the truth is

im terrifed when your around

the problem is

i couldnt find the word no

i didnt have the power to push you off

i feel like im falling off a cliff

but never touching ground

why me why me

i didnt deserve this

you say i consented

but i really didnt

i was scared

to say no

to you

i fear you

i feel stupid

i feel like i lost half of me

i wonder do kids know at school

i must just be paranoid

but im really sure

they can see

that i need to cry

i know they see im hurting inside

because of what you did

why did you do it

is all i need to ask why me

why me

why not someone else

i just need to cry

© 2011 taylorrose


Author's Note

taylorrose
sorry im so upset that this poem just didnt come out right i need to let go because it wasnt my fault even know i feel it is all my fault. enjoy

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definately love this poem especially because someone i know was recently subjected to this

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A lot of emotion and sadness in the poem. Sometime hard to escape and be un-scarred. I like the question raised by the poem and the strong ending. A excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Never could I enjoy the pain you expressed, through pursed lips and teary eyes. I know and can relate. To a degree. You conveyed your emotions well. Keep writing and unloading. It always makes me feel better. Maybe it can do the same for you.
xo

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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taylorrose
taylorrose

marshalltown, IA



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you learn to live your life your way. you earn how to free yourself from your own demons. in the process you find love in the most delicate places. this is my life and I own it. more..