Her Notebook.

by avery   Jan 23, 2006


She holds the book to her chest,
Almost clinging on for dear life,
No one's seen this journal of hers,
For she hides it during the night,

She puts ink into words,
With the best pen she's got,
No one knows what she writes,
For it's always kept locked,

Her secrets of the past,
Jotted down onto paper,
Anger formed into regret,
Of the man who raped her,

Childhood memories of pain,
Kept quietly as she's dreaming,
Of the little girl she once was,
Who always kept believing,

Pressing down on the pen,
Sketching the man in vain,
Wishing for a chance of revenge,
To whom gave her so much pain,

She tucks the journal away,
Holding on to every hope inside,
That God can answer her prayers,
Of one day their path's collide,

The book fills up with hatred,
Toward the man she once knew,
Soon her path will meet her fathers,
And she'll cry out, "I hate you!".

Copyright © Avery A.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Emma

    This is absolutely amazing. i loved it. you are an incredible writer.

  • 15 years ago

    by Emma

    This is absolutely amazing. i loved it. you are an incredible writer.

  • 16 years ago

    by Zoe

    Wow! i really loved this poem...i can't say that i relate to it but it really moved me...the ending was pretty sad but over all good write 5/5 keep it up!
    x!x zoe x!x

  • 16 years ago

    by Mezmeryz

    Wow!! that was some piece of art!
    i luv art! i luv da way dat builds up hun its awesome!
    xx

  • 16 years ago

    by dineshia

    That was very deep and shocking. I look for surpises in poems, or should i say irony. things like this happens everyday and it's nice to see someone expressing them.