This is really hard for me to post.... even in a journal. But I need to get this out, and I wanted for my friends to get a little closer to me. If you can understand that... otherwise, here's some poetry.
I figit and twitch, the Horrid anticipation following Every movement made. You Watch with that smile Knowing I won't expect it. I Don't know what's coming to me. Flash and suddenly the Searing knife cutting me apart Is in your hands between My young legs spread. You Laugh again in pleasure. Screams Don't break your barriers, And there is no hope for me.
HopefulProse · Sat Apr 01, 2006 @ 08:31am · 3 Comments |