Sunday, January 31, 2010

misfit

she once was young she once had a soul
she was stripped, wounded and left naked on the floor
they didnt care that they tore her from top to bottom
every little bit of hope for love they converted to lust
a longing to be held was filled with the touch of a faceless man
grimy and dirty, he touches her in places never before seen
she holds her breath and closes her eyes
in her mind she leaves to another place.
somewhere shes never been but desires to be
somewhere where love comes free.
despite her tears he keeps going.
when hes done he walks away .
its only then she comes back to her hell.
praying she wont have to face another day.
praying for someone, anyone to take her pain.