Tuesday, February 28, 2012

It's the fault of my body


It's the fault of my body, It enticed him, he craved
My body was never my own
 It made him want so I gave


I laid there with him my body empty, lifeless, and hollow
In my tears I was pained
In my sadness I wallowed

 Turning my head and out the window I looked
distracting myself  with the clouds
 while my innocence he took

I wanted to be In those clouds or the trees swaying In the breeze
Not that broken sad child
Begging with her cries and her pleas

It's the fault of my body, It made him yearn and desire
So he went after It and killed my body with his  fire

 I fought him I tried kicking and pushing him away with my might
But his weight was so heavy
 I gave up the fight

Out he walked and there I lay, dead and engulfed in my pain
I got ready for school and walked away
slowly hanging my head In shame

dead was my body sore hurt and raw.
no one ever bothered to care or question
 the bruises that they saw

Its the fault of my body and the dresses that I wore
He said I was asking for It
And called me his little whore

It's the fault of my body and the innocence that I had
He used his power over me for something bad

It's the fault of my body It showed him how to take
How to come in and steal
and my soul to break

2 comments:

  1. Praying that with each post you loose some of this pain :(

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  2. Thank you I'm praying the same. Going to start writing more so I can deal with this In a healthy way

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