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[sid] => 125057
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Just a dream, or?
[time] => 2006-08-29 15:23:01
[hometext] => I wrote this one over 2 years ago.
[bodytext] => I feel so naked, laying here, full of fear. I hear him walking down the hall, I'm so afraid, I can't even breathe at all. I can feel him approach my door, as I feel the last hit, it's still sore. I know we are gonna fight, and I have no where to hide. He opens the door, crouching on the floor, I know I can't take nomore. He yells at me. Yes, I know already, I'm a useless thing. And yes, I know that everything I thought I owned is yours, and you can always reclaim it. As I wonder why this man roars, I try to talk, and you think I'm trying to throw a fit. If everything I own is yours, then how come there is one Thing I can take, that you will never own again. But you don't seem to care about that, as you grab me from the floor and throw me into the nearest corner. I just lay there and as I look up, I can feel your hand and hear you say "Slut". I can feel the pain, the blood rushing like rain. As I touch my head and see the blood trickling down my cheek. I scream for him to "stop", as I feel his fist, hard as rock. Everythings black. I just lay there and think. Am I dead? I don't know. Who cares anyways? I hear a knock at the door as I start to blink. I'm in my bed. as she comes in, says she'll be back and closes the door. I try to get up, but still am so much full of fears , that I stumble onto the floor. My clothes rip and I can feel that my face is full of tears. I feel so naked, laying here full fear. I can't even think at all. Scared to death am I, for I hear him walking down the hall... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 32 [informant] => queentzie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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