Mar 09, 2009 04:05
Your hands gently caress me sending me swiftly to hell
I cannot scream, I cannot fight as you pull me under
Your fingers brush the skin of my arm as blades tear into me
It'll be over soon.
Your words sweetly poison me blinding my eyes to your lies
I'm falling deeper, the distant moon smiles it's final farewell
Your body against mine I cry out, will no one save me?
Does anyone care?
You say you love me as you rip my soul from my body
Trapped in a nightmare I can never wake from
Your lips crush mine, demanding unyielding
How can I break free?
No longer do your hands caress me, but grip fiercely
No longer do your fingers brush my skin, but carve deep scars
My flesh burns as you rape me, killing me slowly with each thrust
Trapped in an endless cycle
Your lies blind me from the light reaching for me
I cannot hear those calling for me
I cannot call out to them
I'm losing faith.
I cannot move, cannot breathe, I don't want to die
I feel cold, where have you gone?
Sinking further I'm unable to reach out, unable to cry
Bittersweet freedom
By Liz, March 9th 2009
poem,
writing