Tuesday, April 13, 2010


I lay here as mascara bleeds down my face,
You pin me down, grasp my wrists,
You won't let me go, and I feel alone.

It hurts...the way you make me feel,
You use and abuse me as if I were a doll.
I feel wrothless and disappointed by you.

I try to scream but the alcohol drowns out my voice,
You ignore my tears and continue to push yourself on to me,
You won't let me go, and I can't struggle myself free.

You attack me and contort my body against yours,
No matter how hard I pull,
You have all the control.

Finally, I give up and give in to your power,
You win and I'm wishing I was dying.

You smile and I cringe and you know what you've done,
You're like a drug, an addiction, that I can't shake free from.

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