He holds the blade to my throat
I feel his hot breath on my cheek
His hand slowly slides down my back
He says he'll kill me if I scream
He eases the blade off my throat,
and places it towards my breast
We can both hear the frantic beating
of my heart inside my chest
Im sure I'm going to die now
My silent screams filling the air
I'll never forget how he looked at me
That cold and hateful stare
He tells me 'It's our secret' and
'Mummy dosen't need to know'
An innocent little girl like me
Raped and then left alone
This poem is so good...great job Very sad...but sometimes that is the hand that God deals us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem, it read very smoothly. as for what the poem was about...well, i have no words about that. idk why it happened. i am deeply sorry, though, that it happened to you. i know these are just typed out words that may or may not have any meaning to you, but i am still deeply sorry. i hope you are ok and are dealing with it all ok. i know it can be alot to deal with and may take a while to forget and move on from, but its ok. keep up the good work and hope you are doing well.