Description: this is a really deep poem. off of the top of my head. please no ragging on the spelling if u comment.
Stealing My Soul (please read) -------------------------------------------
i had started to cry
as he grabbed my thigh
as he pins my hands
and makes a demand
i try to get away
but he is to strong
some things i try to say
but nothing comes out
only my screams
i try to wake myself up
hopeing its just a dream
and realize its everything but that
its my complete and worst nightmare
he rips off my clothes
still having me pinned
and stealing my soul he knows
i just lay there giving in
feeling him move within
i close my eyes
hopeing for the end
i finally pass out
from all the pain
hopeing he had nothing,
to gain
i open my eyes
and see a light
i just lay there
closeing my eyes tight
thinking its him
suddenly the light dims
and i see a shadow
a man i see
and in his arms
he lifts me
and takes me to my safety
they get wat the need
to solve the crime
so whoever he was
will serve his time
they show me who it was
through a photo
they found in my room
my eyes stare
at a man i thought was fair
i look away from it
farther and farther
as i kno the man who stole my soul
was my father
he now shall serve his time
for what he did
was certainly a crime
i sit and wonder
and ponder
wat he may of been thinking
"why did i steal my daughters soul?"
"Did i really have to do it at all?"
so my next goal
........is to regain my soul
very deep but in some part it seems very repetitive so i could expect what yu would say in the next line.. so thatt is not good then .. well .. but it was good then .. so try to use more metaphorical words and take care! thanks for sharing and if you have time please take a lñook to my writings ! peace and love! Victor!
Well, I see that we have something in common...however, I just never told anyone before this...it wasn't allowed in my day. He was a wicked and violent alcoholic who took advantage of every chance he could, along with his drunken friends. My mother was too weak and too helpless to ever help me, and my sister in the bed next to mine was too young to do anything. Don't you just love it when people tell you to "get over it"???? Nah, I think I'll keep my hate-on, thanks...cher
Very deep poem... i started crying halfway through it had to reach for something to wipes my tears away with. Its very sad and it just hit me where i wow... yeah speechless im so speechless good poem though
Submission Name: Stealing My Soul (please read)
