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Running

Contributed by daydreamer22 on Friday, 17th December 2004 @ 09:13:17 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Curled up in a corner
Trembling in fear
Streams of black mascara mixed in tears running down my face
Blood trickling, forming pools below me

Captivated
Enslaved
Torchered
Chained like an animal

I just want to escape his grasp
No matter how hard I try to resist
He holds me tightly, no sign of release
I try to get away, but his strikes are too much for me

I am but a puppet
He is the master
I can either obey and live
Or resist and die

I beg for mercy
I cry for help
Nothing I do seems to make things any better
Why is he doing this to me...

I never thought anything like this was possible
How can I be a victim of rape
As I shake uncontrollably
He tells me that if I tell anyone he will kill me

Finally through with me
He releases me back into the world
Now I am living in constant fear
Unable to connect back with anything I once knew

I run faster and farther than ever before
I am still running
When will I stop
When will I be safe again
Nobody knows, not me or you

So I will run...forever







Copyright © daydreamer22 ... [ 2004-12-17 21:13:17]
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Re: Running (User Rating: 1 )
by bluebird on Friday, 17th December 2004 @ 09:35:29 PM AEST
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this is a sad but beautiful piece of writing.
I went throught very similar events,I have ran for almost 8mnths now and I am still trying to escape him.
~keep the faith~
Bluebird


Re: Running (User Rating: 1 )
by hoist1atca on Friday, 17th December 2004 @ 10:35:54 PM AEST
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Good but sad-
One must face fear and then one is able to control the heavy onslought of emotions that acompany the events that you describe...
I hope things get clear for you...
Joe


Re: Running (User Rating: 1 )
by Doriens_Picture on Saturday, 18th December 2004 @ 12:24:53 AM AEST
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this is a great write it sounds like on of my poems a bit




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