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Alone
(Written by [ Sweet ~ or ~ Sour ])
You trip and fall
Trying to break free,
Calling for anyone, anyone at all
The attempt is useless, you cannot flee.
I can't be alone!
Pain wracks your body
As you are beaten until numb
You wonder dully, "Were could God be?"
While your captor readies themselves for some fun.
I shouldn't be alone...
Stripped of your clothing and pride
Waiting, pinned against the wall,
The only part of you that can hide
Are leaking tears, to the ground they fall.
I wish I wasn't alone.
Again and again you are taken with stop,
Unmercifully the blood flowing down.
The sick irony here, is your father's a cop
Before he finishes throwing you to the ground.
. . .
I am alone.
This poem is dedicated to my friends who have been victims of family-related abuse and one of rape. If you read this you know who you are. This is also dedicated to those of you out there that I don't know, who have been the subject of abuse or rape or unfortunetly both.
Please, don't flame me. No, I don't know what it's like to be abused before anyone asks. This poem was based off what my friends told me, the information that was embarassing, and shamefull to them. What they trusted me with. They told me how they felt, how it affected them and how it still effects them today.
What they told me, is that they felt ashamed of themselves, hurt, and most importantly and sadly, they always felt alone. Hence the name of my poem and the theme to it.
SO!
Read before you flame. Then if you still want to flame me, I say stfu. ;3
As always, commets are welcomed as are crits for my poety. 83
 Sh Spinda · Fri Jul 13, 2007 @ 10:55am · 3 Comments |
