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The Garden

May 29, 2016
By QA.was.here BRONZE, Ho Chi Minh, Other
QA.was.here BRONZE, Ho Chi Minh, Other
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Let me
make you think.
Of a Beautiful
Garden,
Daisies
Fluttering
Roses Dancing
through the wind
Irises Chanting
Alluring incantations

We are
Underneath the Stars,
  Staring
Up
Above,
Everyday:
Beaten
  Smashed
Stomped On
We are like
Punching Bags
Punished
by
the Gods


He was there
He was always there
Luring me
into
the cave
Controlling me like a puppet
Used me like a glove
I am like an
innocent puppy
Getting tricked by her owner
Tricked with the sign of Love

I trusted him as if he was God

I was an idiot
But I was desperate
  Yearning for LOVE

He betrayed me
He broke me
He abandoned me.

I was nothing
  But a  Slave
The Chains around my ankles
Laughing at me
Taunting
Haunting me
  

   Creeeeeeeeeek

That sound
Like a rumbling thunder
The door was warning me
  Sneaking in,
The chains on my leg
Shriek

Knock Knock
  
His footsteps
Echoed

He did unspeakable deeds
 
I am as waterfall
Can’t control
the tears

I am ill
With the Fright that lies
  Inside me

I am drowning
In the sorrow
  It had controlled me

NO
NO 
  NO

I won’t give up
No
I won’t surrender
No
I won’t die

For
Days, Weeks or Years
Raced Away Swiftly
  Being
Battered
Broken
Beat
  But
   There is always a light
A Chance of escaping
At the
End
  Of the tunnel

The agonising pain
Liberated from
  My Body


The Garden
Won’t be full
Without:
The Green
The Grass



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