Dark Poetry #5 |
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LaGraceLa Member
since 2011-01-30
Posts 243Minnesota, USA |
One look and just like that I'm done. I practiced and I'm prepared, determined I'd be the one. I played it out in my head, You'd be the one wishing you were dead, Yet here I am blushing and cowering As you take my hand. I'd played it out, I knew what to say But the words choked up and in my heart they stay. My feet follow you, as my head screams no Now you're hitting an entirely new low. I fight with myself, My body is burning And my mind is controlling My soul is infuriating And my life is devastating. I want to sit down, I just want it to stop But my hand is in yours and you lead me along I try to pull away, but you look back and smile. I'd had it played out, I knew what to say And meekly I look up and realize there is no way. You'll have me, and I have no choice I guess that's what I get for not having a voice. Anger fills me, adding to the heat And I yank my hand away and plant my feet 'i'm not going with you', I snarl with pride. 'this body, it is not yours, because it is mine'. Shock on your face and a smile rises up, You take my chin in your hand and I'm forced to look up. Your eyes sparkle and glimmer with dangerous lust 'don't worry dear, I'll do what I must'. I step back from you and glare at the floor As I realize I have no choice any more. 'i'm sorry' I murmur to your towering height Because I know that there is no way in hell I'd win that fight. 'i know you are' you whisper to me And my mind tells my stupid body to hurriedly flee. But before I can move you have me in your arms As my mind screams with countless alarms. I try to push you back but your much to strong And I know you don't think that what you're doing is wrong. And so I go limp, and whisper in your ear 'i've given up, I'm all yours my dear.' You slam me against the wall and kiss my lips And I'm stuck, I'm done, and I simply give in. I wrap my arms around your neck and you lift me up off the floor And I realize there is no point in trying anymore. My legs around your hips Your breathing is hot And I wish that what I am I was not. Your hands run along my back, Searching to see what I lack Even though you know there is none. And before I realize it your completely done. And having got what you want you set me down And my pride dies with not even a sound. Your hands zip up your jeans and you look me in the eye And I beg that one day you painfully die But instead I smile, because that's what you want And I know that you will go and flaunt That you had me against the wall When all I wanted was for you to let me fall. You walk away and leave me alone And I feel my heart turn to stone. I collect what little honor that remains And I hurry home to wash out your stains. |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
Beautiful poem. Terrible subject. I was that victim once myself, but in a worse way, so this really hurts. Thank you. Reading this helps me to remember to be kinder and nobler, and it reminds to be more than the sum of my personal devastations. ·´~`·»Garapan«·´~`· "Look! Crumbs on his jacketses... Heeee took it!" |
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