You lay scared in your soft bed. YOu try to run but your legs are like lead. Why me? Your mind asks Of all the men on earth, he seems the last. The man your mother loves Why does he have to hurt me you ask to him up above. Slowly he comes like the night before After, you lay there feeling alone and torn. You try telling someone but no one believes. They look you in the eye and slowly turn to leave. You tell him no, but still he keeps on. When he is done you feel you don't belong. Again you ask yourself Why me? Of all the people why is it me who he needs? As you look back on those horrendous nights, You know you got through only because you looked towards the light.
Reason for writing:
My close friend experinced this and confided in me, I felt
so helpless I wrote this for her.... please e-mail me comments.
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