I Bet

by Stephanie Michelle   Oct 3, 2011


I bet you didn't know it,
But I can still feel
The way your fingernails
Dug into my skin.

I still have bruises from
Where you hit me and
Lacerations protruding from
Blood stained clothes.

I bet you didn't know it,
But you caused enough damage
To prevent the birth of any
Future child.

Still I don't hate you,
Nor do I blame you for
Any of the trauma that
I've been through.

I bet you didn't know it,
But this sort of thing
Is known to happen
To people like me.

I guess you can tell
Which of us girls are
The prime target
For your twisted game.

Which girls enjoy the feeling
Of losing their blood
To the thirsty
Ground.

I bet you didn't know it,
But I'm not mad.
I'm just confused as to why
You would take my life.

Confused to what made
You turn so bitter,
As to inflict pain on another
To simply soothe your own.

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