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by Melissa Jan 8, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
No one knows The tears I cry As the night Slips silently by The tears I cry For love untold Now I feel Very cold Grab a blanket Wrap up tight Its going to be A long night My mind filled With horrible thoughts Why did I let you Call the shots You pulled me into Your big, warm bed I protested, but My eyes filled with dread Now Im here My possession stolen The thing very precious My eyes are swollen This thing I had kept Was a gift for my lover Hell never get it He will discover It was taken From me with force Though I looked I could not find the source Virginity Is a rare gift For it is taken Very swift I will never Love my first time Instead, I hate it It felt like slime Stupid bastard Stole it all Then he sat And watched me crawl I crawled for help Then I screamed Of this, I had never Ever dreamed He pulled me back Onto the bed He slapped me until I turned red He screamed that I Was not to tell It really felt like I was in hell He yelled that if I Told, Id be killed My heart was breaking With dread, it filled Somehow though I got away I will live to see Another day He was found out He was jailed He was life-sentenced His plans all failed Now I sit here Shaken, but alive And I will continue To live and thrive (Sorry it was so long)
by Bleeding Mascara
This is so sad and tragic and poetic and talented i hope it didnt really happen