blackoutA Poem by ame_incassable
heart racing
is it the blood, the adrenaline, or the fear? it's dark and cold in the community bathroom as he pulls off her tank top and pushes her to the ground thud. head thumping, hands shaking, her pants slide unbuttoned black out, come to and back out again her intestines seem to throw themselves inside out as if they are screaming to get away just as she did her heart sinks to her chest blood pools on the floor bruises form on her body and she can't see straight anymore head bobbling legs weak he leads her to another room laughing black out come to it's not a dream. it's not a dream. but he's gone. it's over. for now.
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Added on March 25, 2013 Last Updated on March 25, 2013 Authorame_incassableCanton, OHAboutJust a girl with a pen. I've been writing poetry and lyrics since I was small. I am the kind of person who will get lose in music picking a part each section, instrument, melody, harmony, etc just to .. more..Writing
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