Lauren Ruark


Milk Of Regret - Poem by Lauren Ruark

Was I just your surrogate?
Was I just your revenge?
was I just your surrogate
was I just one more regret
Well I have no regrets yet
and I
have no regrets
You'll wish we never took this ride...
You make me do this, you make me do this, you make me
wish I was afraid of suicide,
Long ago before I died
We should never be this high
I wish I was afraid of suicide
Once was I, made of glass,
Long ago, before I cracked.
Once was I, made of glass,
Long ago
before I cracked
YOU MADE ME DO THIS
I just can't forget
The blood,
The stitches,
The bite marks,
The kisses,
The glass memories reflecting back
The suffocating black,
Ill milk of regret
Just smile and pretend
it never mattered anyway
smile and pretend
we never mattered anyway
You'll wish we never took this..
I'm starving,
I'm starving,
I'm starving for affection
Your heart is made of ash
you were just a phase to me,
A sacrificial lamb
Rejection, Revenge
Deception, Damaged
I might be going down in flames,
But you will burn with me
You'll wish we never took this ride
I just can't forget
The blood,
The stitches,
The bite marks,
The kisses,
The glass memories reflecting back
a suffocating black,
Ill milk of regret
just smile and pretend
we never mattered anyway
No one will know
This is the perfect place
To hide the crime and burn the remains...
I was so naive
I refused to feed
Waiting for you to nourish me
I was so naive
I refused to feed
Waiting for you.
LIKE A LOVESICK ANOREXIC
I just can't forget
The love you twisted
The lies you enlisted
to kill us quietly & beat me down
I hope you drown in this milk of regret
I WON'T FORGET
I'll help you drown while you're world is burning down
I'll help you drown while you're world is burning down
The whole world is burning
Your whole world is burning
Your whole world is burning
Your whole world is burning down


Comments about Milk Of Regret by Lauren Ruark

  • (5/6/2010 9:55:00 AM)


    this is sick!

    o my, im getting goosebumps
    the writer who made me cringe this way (among others) was sylvia plath
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  • (5/6/2010 9:20:00 AM)


    This is a great poem. I love the way I feel like I understand the madness of the speaker, almost as if I've entered into it with her. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 6, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 6, 2010


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