Plastic bag against my face holding my breath ass if was the last i would take
suffocation, hard of breathing
a little bit of struggle coughing and wheezing
enough of struggle
as i lye motionless in a vegetative state taking in all this pain
trying to not move a muscle on my face lying stiff and cold as he over powered me and took control
bruises cuts and scrapes why why why god is this punishment i have to take to show i know I've made many mistakes
but damn this pain is worser then judgment day cause i was raped by a man who wrote the ten commandments and vowed to help the weak n confused but i was just left used why this pain and heatache do i survive
thankyou all for those comments on my other piece's of art i apperciate what eveyone on here has done to support me well thanks for everything love cristionna macalusso
