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Through my window I gazed at the eastward sun rise..
Unable to make out structures through my teary eyes..
As the door opened in my room & da caressing of my thighs..
Bought me back to reality of the pressure he would apply..
The window shade always got pulled down before the crime..
Five years of pain, emotionally drained out of my mind..
Every time he would wait until the house was empty..
And bestowed his growth on top of me that left me in pity..
Doesn't matter of my screams & tears..He was just to strong..
Every time I told someone, they made me feel I was in the wrong..
So left to deal with his sexual frustration, one day will come..
That I will overcome my fear, and gain enough strength to run..
Never will I forgive the man who forced away my virginity..
From the age of 12, to live with more rage then infinity..
The way he looked at me, wiping the sweat when finished..
Wishing that his self used organ would quickly diminish..
My cry's never heard nor felt, left knee deep in water..
There must be reasons why..I'm his only daughter..
A single parent with torture of using me as a hobby..
The only way another man would touch me..would be
Over my dead body..
Years have passed but the thoughts still linger..
The day I escaped that bullshit ringer..
Everyday when I gaze in the window I see..
His eyes, His Nose..everything that resembles me..
There's no escaping the memories I left behind..
Until the one day of the love I will find..
It came the day after Valentine, those broad shoulders..
Chiseled face that made his young age look older..
Over and Over he tried to get closer..
Smooth at using his profession as an composer..
Trying to use his romantic ways of impression..
Of course I looked at it as physical aggression..
With every attempt to seduce my vaginal walls..
I thought of my past experiences & the pain it caused..
My body shut down when touched by another man..
Even though I know God is just giving me a helping hand..
To overcome my fears and overwhelming concerns..
and it only took several attempts for me to learn..
That this is the time I shall relinquish to his sexual appetite..
My thoughts of my friend that he will try again tonight..
Over my dead body was my thoughts, but they have passed..
My outfit sexy, and made me look sharper then glass..
His words lacked of compassion, as if he has gave up on me..
so I knew I would have to seduce him to see..
That I was ready for this test, the look on his face was amazement..
He took me to his dungeon, where he began to vent..
Screaming more then talking, telling me he lost his patience..
Until tonight, the peek had reached its greatest..
He had this set-up, of sexual fantasies that came to life..
He wanted me to be his first, the one who would be his wife..
I started to stutter, feeling as if I made the wrong decision..
Until he grabbed me and started licking and kissing..
On my neck so I thought what the heck..I'm use to pain..
At least this is from someone who loved me all the same..
Whips and chains, and tied me up tight so I couldn't move..
Unleash his madness like he had something to prove..
With blood pouring..he began's to fuck me profusely..
Choking the life out of me..his hands the opposite of loosely..
He finishes, and now notices that he went to far in his hobby..
and by strange twist of fate, my next sexual encounter was..
Over my dead body..
of course my topic is Over my dead body..60 lines
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God's child
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