She struggles and writhes,
His hands hold tight against her wrists.
His hands are at her thighs,
He says, "You got your wish."
The look in his eye,
Is pure evil lust,
She feels herself die,
When she realizes what he must
Do to her, with a sigh
She feels him go in,
She tries to keep fighting,
But she knows who'll win.
With a sharp last thrust,
He begins to laugh,
"Stupid whore girl,
You know you liked it,
You were wet enough,
Don't try and hide it.
You loved my moves,
They way I threw down,
You played your part,
I won,
Now get lost,
We're all done."
She felt the tears role down her face,
As he walked away,
She felt out of place,
But she stayed there all day.
She was scared
And so very lost,
She'd gotten what she'd wanted,
But what was the cost?
Nothing mattered anymore,
She was silent and cold,
No one could do a thing,
Just let her grow old,
and wither
and die
and forget. |
Submission Name: Innocense Lost
