Freedom's Rape

by LonelyNightsHurt   Aug 3, 2006


Don't try to leave
Just as I lay here dead
Because the cuts that kill;
You were the fuel I was fed

Please, don't wipe the drying mascara
I want you to see what happened to my eyes
You should of seen this coming
But, you continued with regretful lies

I beg, don't cover my body with clothes
I want them to see my freedom gone by rape
I deserve some sort of vengeance
As this, was my only escape

You can try to explain it if you can
you can say it isn't wrong
But, the truth is since it happened
You made me think I didn't belong

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  • 16 years ago

    by tryinXtoXholdXmyXheadXup

    There is alot of emotion in this poem and i know that its like. I love the way you worded it and made the flow work. Great write. Nessa