My Spirit

A story poem about what happened under these trees.

My Spirit

My spirit clings to these hardwood trees,

seeking the help and revenge that I need.

 

Underneath them he greedily took me

with his sweaty hot body,

leaving me bleeding between my knees.

 

Hours later I died,

leaving few if any leads.

 

My spirit whispers for help still

within the leaves of these forest trees.

 

I was pleading for help as loud as I could,

while he was planting deep in me his disgusting seed.

 

My pleas, echo in soft whispers

as the wind blows through these green leaves.

 

Author's Note

When I saw the picture of the trees, this is what came to me. A whispering of a young girl's ghostly spirit that still haunted the trees of this forest. She was raped of her virginity under those trees. As a result, he died hours later from her injuries. Now her echoes can be heard seeking revenge and pleading for help still.

Reviews

[FeliciaS (Poetic Prince..]

been there. Thanks for sharing.

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This was a very sad write...I know how this girl feels though...It's just something people don't like talking about. Thanks for sharing. :)