Briana Barnes
Trauma may be scarring but it also gives birth to beautiful writing.
Briana Barnes
Trauma may be scarring but it also gives birth to beautiful writing.
Trauma may be scarring but it also gives birth to beautiful writing.
Trauma may be scarring but it also gives birth to beautiful writing.
Today I called you on the phone…
I hadn’t even noticed you weren’t home,
Just started letting it all out…
The second I heard the end of the dial tone
Today I called you on the phone…
And I never felt more alone
Then when I realized you weren’t talking back…
And my worst fears were shown
Lonely isn’t where I like to me
My biggest enemies
Are my mind and me
When will I be set free?...
I hope it stings
Every single time you think about me
I hope you choke on your words
Every single time you think to speak to me
Most importantly I hope it burns
When it finally sets in that your lost to me
I’m top shelf
But I guess you’re used to the bottom of barrels
And I would have left it alone
If she didn’t show me her talons
Call me bitter if you please
But you should have let it b...
I sat back and watched …
As you stole my light…
Thought myself in love…
So I didn’t put up much of a fight…
Cuz you were it for me
Crazy how you did me so dirty…
But a dog always knows…
Where he hides his favorite bone…
I left you alone
Left you in peace
But you get off
Every time you shake up
My feelings
You look like you’re a man
But truly you’re a beast
What is it that you want from me? ...
A thorn in my side
Puff up your ego
While you try to steal all of my pride
Haven’t you taken enough from my life?
You don’t want me that’s perfectly fine
I’ll sleep quite okay at night
You may have left
But let me be perfectly clear
I’m the one who got away
And I was alright
But now I am angry
So sit back and watch
What I do out of spite....
So we’re being petty?
You don’t like that I’m upset?
Or that I’m angry?
So what?
You try to sensor me?
As if I don’t have a right to feel EVERYTHING I’m feeling?
Please.
And then you have her message me?
What was that supposed to do?
Other then to cause some animosity…
Was that the goal?
Don’t like what I write?
Don’t read it.
It’s as simple as that.
So, you tell her everything?
Guess wha...
I hide in plain sight
Always somewhere in the side lines
Cheering you on
With all of my might
Except you don’t see me
A ghost with too much feeling
And I wonder if under it all
You can sense me
I wonder
If you ever look for me
Longing for you like this
Makes me feel foolish
Because I know
That beneath the surface
You never meant for it
To turn out like this...