I give it my all, every bit of my strength,
My body begins to work as my muscles start to crank,
Their power to the very max to stop you from accomplishing
your goal,
Of the very limits of my power I grab a hold,
To prevent anything bad to come of what is going on,
How I feel about this is the complete opposite of fond,
For to this person I have no bond,
I just can’t escape; I can’t get you away from me,
I open my eyes and I see,
You glaring so hatefully,
Then I feel it, as it slips in, the sharp abusive pain of
your anger,
I know now that I am in danger,
I try so hard through this struggle,
I will have horrible nightmares of this as I snuggle,
Underneath my covers after this is over,
This is a part in my life put into my “unwanted
folder,”
Of events that I wished never took place,
Of certain people such as you, in which I never wish I
would’ve ever seen your face,
For I kept on trying to push you off, you tore me up in the
inside so horribly,
Now every night I cry “WHY ME?!”
Something I always ask God, is why this had to happen to
some one such as myself,
How come it could have just not occurred, or happen to some
one else,
For today it still hurts me, and the person I love,
That knows about it as well, as is scarred about it forever,
even up in the sky above,
Locked deep down within, this feeling I always get,
My body always has its own fit,
About why I walked through that door,
Because this occurrence that took place makes me feel like a
whore,
Sometimes I wish my life was no more,
I couldn’t escape,
From your merciless, lusting, greedy rape,
That took place,
I couldn’t get away, because I wasn’t tough,
My strength, my will, my ability, all was not enough.