what i see, when my eyes are dimA Poem by S.E. Conwayfor 'phobia'
Every night
I check my windows I check my doors I see if your there waiting to devour me my stalker my hunter killing me once sending me away in the hospital I woke up screaming unable to comprehend that you no longer held me tight by the hair no longer had your blades in my theigh no longer had your hold on my throat that i felt like i still was bound to your bed tape over my mouth cuts all over my being gasping for breaths through my sobs terror in my eyes I looked at you your evil grin saying how fun it was how much you loved me how much you cared and yet you gripped me tighter pulling at my hair my feet bound together my arms above my head you tore the tape from my mouth I puked from anxiety and strain wretching from my soul the things you had done to me thrusting your shaft in my body your cuts still fresh on my flesh your penetration your devistating looks the way you grinned as you took me in your fist telling me never to leave telling me to never go away never to hurt you or I would die telling me, with my hair ripping in half strand by strand the fact that your other hand was playing with my exposed bottom your hands rough and rotten your breath putrid on my ear as you spoke my body shivering from fear afraid of what you had done the ways you violated me the rape the pain the shame the cuts and wounds I would need to treat the tears I would cry again hours passed and finally you let me go kissing me gentally saying 'I love you' I shiverred I wasn't allowed to leave him but I did I wasn't suposed to live but I did when i open my eyes at night I feel the ropes on my wrists I feel his cold blade on my legs I feel the breath on my neck I hear his voice comming after me he will find me I can't hide forever but until he finds me I am stuck here what I see when my eyes are dim is what I saw when I almost died at the hands of him © 2008 S.E. ConwayAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on April 3, 2008 Last Updated on April 23, 2008 AuthorS.E. Conwayroswell, GAAboutMy name is samantha conway. i have recently graduated from highschool, and i am 18 years old. i have been though alot for my number of years. i have an old mind, a kind heart, and a nack for wrighting.. more..Writing
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