Pain

I did this while waiting to be picked up.

     How long can the pain go on? This never ending pain I feel so strong.

     The passing glances that I sense,  they're just as painful, they're the worst torment

     I wish that I could take it all back, the words, the thoughts, and the things that I lack.

     Your pain is my pain, I feel it all there, and man-oh-man it's less than mine I sware.

     How could this happen, what did I do? As painful as it is I can't stop loving you.

     Did you know how I felt? I think not. But perhaps if you had we wouldn't have wound up in the parking lot, in the back of your truck,

you took advantage of me. I didn't know it until it was over, cause I didn't see how you just wanted me for the pleasure you saw in me.

     You didn't care about me until it was too late in the game. Apparantly you thought that was all this was, that everything could eventually be the same.

     But you see, not everything goes according to plan. I think you realized that when you took your hand,

pressed it against my stomach, and felt the kick. You wanted to take him away and that made me sick.

     But eventually you convinced me, I did  as you asked, and now its all I can do to hide behind this mask.

     Nothing compares to this torment I've felt

ever since you loosened your belt, and did to me, the terrible deed that planted the seed inside of me.

     The seed that you wouldn't let grow. Will I ever forgive you? Perhaps someday faraway in the future, but for right now I don't think so.

 

  

Reviews

[Raven Wilson]

Wow this is strong, I like it. It speaks.