blood again
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i had a friend whos dad fucked her
i just wrote about the dream she had one night
if you dont beleve that it wasnt me who was touch then read "killer" one of my other peoms
its to the guys that raped me
i just wrote about the dream she had one night
if you dont beleve that it wasnt me who was touch then read "killer" one of my other peoms
its to the guys that raped me
blood again
i wake to a crimson morning red lite flots in softly i wonder if its a faint illution a vison left over from last night scean fleash that smiles and crys blood tears eyes water up water flows with the blood i lift my tired body from my bed my skin sticks a little mulses weak, open wound are all i can remember a tear hits the floor the sound as loud as thunder another noise of what i cant remember forgetfulness leading to fear a simple step like a thousond others but some how so much difrent a feeling of guilt why am i feeling it? a scream of fear but from who? my mouth did not open i walk in to the living room momma kneeling on the floor there besider falling off the couch is daddy limp lifeless body now i remember.... i told him never to touch me again. |
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Sometimes stuff you read has the ability to keep your eyes on the text even when all the rest of your senses are begging you to stop. Uncomfortable and intensely personal as the words are, ignoring them is not really an option, '(cept to the most hard hearted or indifferent....)| | Posted on 2005-12-16 00:00:00 | by Ben Gunn | [ Reply to This ] | First, I want to say I'm sorry this happen to your friend and also for what was done to you. These are powerful words for a young person. I hope that your friend and you are getting some kind of help to cope with this. Now, the poem was very good. A sensitive subject that you made very easy for us the readers to understand and feel the pain in each line. It was like being in a dream. I also can feel the anger in the poem. Rape is something that is painful to face, hard to let go of, and scary to live with. There is a light at the end of the dark road you think you are on. Everyday you wake up, you win, because you are still fighting. Keep writing. | Maggie | Posted on 2005-12-05 00:00:00 | by Magnolia Steele | [ Reply to This ] | i looked at it, then u know what i realized? This isnt lyrics...this is just a collection of short poems that were just added together... | | Posted on 2005-12-03 00:00:00 | by hybridsongwrite | [ Reply to This ] | wow! the ending is powerfull! good job! im sry this happened to ur friend! thats really sad! im sry about wat happened to u 2! this was awesome! and powerfull and filled with emotion! | ~akaila evonne~ | Posted on 2005-12-02 00:00:00 | by iluvpoetry_1 | [ Reply to This ] | |
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