Poem but True story...
We were one once before. But who knew the damage that lied instore?
I gave him a heart, soul, and mind. But all he wanted was my time.
He reached inside into my very soul. I pushed him away, he just pulled.
I forced myself from inside his head. He forced me further onto the bed.
I tugged and pulled screamed and yelled. Why would he put me through this hell?
He kisses every single inch of my body. I hurt so much, why does he want to break me?
Spreads them open, forces it through. "I HATE YOU" I scream. "I FUCKING HATE YOU"
"You love me" he whispers all sensual in my ears. He forces in harder, causing my eyes to swell with tears.
He made me feel filthy, gross, like dirt. But never did I think he'd make me hurt.
My eyes hate the people who're around me...I hate this feeling, I want to be FREE
Why did he love me? Why did he crave? Why did he want to treat me this way?