Emotions of living
Thier are no words to say
the knocking on the door
hardens
i feel pain begin
the crys for help disappear
he finds me easy
he calls me a whore
he wishes i was never born
he slaps me hard
i do not move
i know he will never be done
ruining me
he shoves me on the bed
as he holds me down
i do not cry
or move for he likes it
he likes the feel
of my struggle for life
he wishes they had an
abortion when they had
the chance for freedom
from me....
i feel nothing
i see nothing
i will always be dead
to them as well
as everyone else in this
god forsaken thing
called a life
i wish i was dead
thier is nothing to see
as he finishes
what he has started
i curse at him
he just grins
"you will always be mine
thier is no escape"
he leaves me shattered
i get up slow and emotionless
i break the lock
for his drawer
i found what i was looking for
the bullets are thier
beckoning to be used
i point it fast
to my emotionless face
i say 4 dead words
"you ruined my life"
the trigger pops
as my life is shattered
before my dark deadened
eyes of defeat....
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Freewriter91posted on 07/01/2008
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