You violated my body You invaded my mind I feel you all around me There is no where I could hide But I will recover I will not let you win You will will suffer It is time for the torture to begin I wonder if your girl Knows what you do at night I bet if I tell her She won't think that it's alright I may not be able to charge You with this assault Because at first I really believed it was my fault But I am past that now And I will find A way to make it through some how To get on with my life But each night When I close my eyes You are in my room And the night fills with cries I hope you know How much I hate you And how I hope you die All these things are true I hope you see me at night Laying there crying, Screaming for you to leave me I hope you see my hands Reaching for any way to get free I hope you can feel the sting Of my hand accrossed your face Because you deserve the Worst possible torture asshole And a very slow death
Reason for writing:
This is not the best poem that I have written but it is how I feel
Birth sign: Taurus
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