Throw me on the ground,
say it will be over soon.
My screams are silenced,
I pray to god to get rid of you.
You sigh with release,
and smile down at me.
I feel your cold fingers trace my thigh,
but see your dissapointment as I begin to cry.
I beg you to stop,
these words I hoped someone would hear,
but noone is hear, nowhere near.
The sky is bright, but I feel myself grow dark,
With every moan and coo you harp.
The happiness I had was taken that day,
You stripped me of my clothes and pride,
Leaving me with nothing but an inner pain.