Be You. Be Beautiful.

She longed for the days The days when she would be able to share  To share everything All the pains. All the terrors. She wanted to share all these nightmares To share them with those she could trust The ones who wouldn't pity her The ones who wouldn't look at her As something corrupted As someone corrupted by the evil Living within the shadows of her past She longed for those days For she was growing weary ....... And so she puts on her mask Charging through life Seeking out the ones who she could trust As she clings to the hope that One day she'll walk proudly Along side the ones Without the mask. -Krista McCuistion. 

The nights When the sun is no longer in sight I sit all alone Tears streaming down my face Longing for what used to be Us walking hand in hand You and me You were suppose to be my forever You were suppose to be my "the one" But all I'm left with is memories Of what used to be How pathetic am I? For falling for you When you never even really cared for me I gave you my heart And you made me believe That i had yours You broke my heart And the crazy part? My heart still belongs to you After nearly two years of over I still long for your hands To pull me into your soft kisses Your eyes to look at me with desire Your body against mine As we both dream How can i still love you? You broke my trust You broke my heart You shattered my world Yet, I want you back I need you to be mine But i know you never will be And you never really were Yeah.... The nights When the sun is no longer in sight That's when i fall apart That's when i break d...

fingers flowing through her hair making their way across her body up and down and all around exploring every part with curiosity as lips met lips and body met body sighs of satisfaction escaped her mouth again and again and again finding rhythm making music with his sighs of satisfaction faster and faster as he went in and out and in and out filling her like never before faster and faster and faster until.... total bliss for that was the night the night she lost her innocence the night she first made love -Krista McCuistion.

Curled up in a corner Tears flooding her eyes Body trembling in terror Eyes shut tight As she wished upon that midnight star. She wished for freedom She wished for love Eyes open at the sound of pain Eyes open as she watched The anger within his eyes The anger within his soul Come bursting out with every blow Torture torture beat and abuse She watched her mother accept it all In those moments of horror She wished to run away Far far away from the hell she'd always known Only her body could not move Her eyes could not close Something within her forced her to watch It forced her to see the evil within this world At too young of an age She was just a little girl She was suppose to be so innocent and pure But he corrupted her This little girl All she knew  All she had ever seen  Was the torture and evil of a corrupt man He stole her childhood Her childhood that was suppose to be so  Happy and joyful Filled with ...

She knew exactly what he longed for. She knew because she saw him With those wandering eyes And eager hands. How he craved her embrace With every lick of his lips in anticipation As wicked thoughts of satisfaction filled his head. She knew exactly what he longed for. She also knew that the more he wished for her The more she would resist. For she craved the attention And cherished the chase But even more so She adored the powerful sensation Of allowing him to believe he could Actually stand a chance. -Krista McCuistion.

"All she wanted was to be his but... Commitment.  By saying yes she would be his but that's the issue. Commitment. By saying yes she would be trapped. Commitment. She would no longer be her own. Commitment. The obligation that restricts freedom of action. Commitment. What a terrifying word. Commitment. What a terrifying image. Commitment. and so... she lost him." -Krista Kay McCuistion.