God Is My Witness
I still remember the dark dirty trailThe sweaty hand over my mouth
Trying to scream for help
The help never came
The pain I felt with every
part of my clothes getting
ripped off,never have I
felt this kind of pain
I thought I was going to die
I froze in fear
The dreams, my hopes
were no more
I laid their wondering what
my family and friends will think
Finding my lifeless body
On the trail by the beach
The world was crashing down on me
I prayed to make the pain stop
I prayed that I would die
When I stopped screaming
I thought I was dead
Everything went black
I thought this was the end
I opened my eyes
I realized I was
still alive
No one should cause this pain
This pain is my life sentence
Rape has been a part
of my life
God is my witness
Poetry by workoutrules
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Written on 2015-01-26 at 04:03
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