Blinded

by ReBecca   Jan 15, 2005


Blinded

I am blind,
I cannot see.
Darkness all around.
Where is me?

I woke up,
Without any sight.
Only a dark abyss,
when there used to be light.

Who took this away?
What have you done?
Who is there?
I see no one.

I'm trying to feel my way.
But have no arms to reach.
You've drained my spirit.
Sucking like a leech.

I feel your hands.
Touching me wrong.
I wake up with pain.
And knew my innocence was gone.

I KNOW.
And you know as well.
You didn't give me death.
But you sentenced me to hell.

I live my life in darkness.
Afraid of loves' light.
Because your sick mind wanted
A few hours of delight.

I will kill you someday.
If you're not already dead.
For violating my trust.
And invading my bed.

Written by:
ReBecca Sanchez

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  • 16 years ago

    by ReBecca

    Thank you for your comment. Sometimes you dont know yourself or what you are capable of. I cant honestly say that it is something i would do, but i know many like me feel the rage and desire to try to take back a little of their own power.

  • 19 years ago

    by Jacklyn

    Powerfully sad poem. i am so sorry that you had to go through this. i have been lucky enough to not have to experiance such a thing but i personally know someone who has. the sad thing is that no one deserves it and it happends to the best of it. well done poem, totally grabs you.

    ~Jacklyn

  • 19 years ago

    by Lenny

    Wow that was really awesome! I think you have so much talent, probably from your experiences because it seems the best poems come from the troubled, keep writing,

    Lenny

  • 19 years ago

    by ReBecca

    thank you bogie, it means alot. i'm 32 years old, and sometimes i feel like i will never get over all those years of what he did to me, it affects everything i do, and akk the relationships i enter into. who knows? maybe someday it really will get better.

  • 19 years ago

    by Bogie

    It is so hard to comment on this
    poem. Because it is writing very
    good but what it says is so very sad.
    I don’t and can’t even know how a
    farther can think of this act, let alone
    playing it out. Being a farther myself
    it makes me cry knowing this is real
    and divesting to young lives. I am so
    sorry and wish I could bring you comfort.
    With all my heart sincerely, Bogie

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