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Wrong Turn

I lay crying in the woods,
Bloody knees and a broken nose,
The rain is falling washing away some blood,
My hair is knotted and filthy with who knows.

No one travels this dirt road,
This is to much of a mental load,
Are they waiting so quiet,
Will this end in a riot.

My clothes are tattered and torn,
My heart is full of nothing but scorn,
I hear them walking in the woods,
I run frantically my senses are no good.

I hide behind a tree,
Hopefully they won't see me,
Their knifes and hatchets make me panic,
They call my name now I'm frantic.

I pray to the saints for divine intervention,
Getting killed was never my intention,
I just wanted to camp and have fun,
Now I know my life is done.

They grab my hair and drag me back,
I'm traveling inside some kind of sack,
My doom is now sealed I hear from above,
I regret not saying I love you to those I loved.

I hang now from ropes tied to the roof,
My soul needs no more proof,
The pain is agonizing and too much to deal,
All I can do is cry and squeal.

They draw the knife from the table,
I know now escape is now unable,
He makes small horrifying slits,
And a dose of salt is what I get.  

A lit cigar is next an his list,
I try to go somewhere else in my mind finding no bliss,
He pokes me with a shallow point,
The pain sits in at my joints.

He removes my bones one by one,
I hope he is having fun,
I am dying there is no doubt,
I wish I had taken another route.

I'm sorry my family and loved ones,
Sorry for all the things I've said and done,
I'll see you one day in heaven,
It's sad I died at eleven.

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  1. Date: 5/4/2009 5:05:00 PM
    Illyana, Whose perspective is this written from? Is this true? Did it happen to someone you loved when she was 11? Or did it happen to you and you soul and innocence died at eleven. Either way, This is so sad. Many bad things happen in the world. Pain results. Your pain shows through this poem clearly...or are you just a great writer with a great imagination...That would be the easy way. God Bless you and your family. Love, Dane

  1. Date: 4/28/2009 8:11:00 PM
    I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it.

  1. Date: 4/28/2009 4:14:00 PM
    I love it! It creeped me out! As always you know how to keep people entertained and on the edge of their seat!!!! Makes people think to keep a CLOSER EYE ON YOUR KIDS....I love how you are who you are. Don't change!!!!

  1. Date: 4/24/2009 10:18:00 PM
    Creepy- creepy. This is terrible.It's awful. This kind of crimes happened every day in our country. Horrible. So, you're the third sister? I already met Aleera and Kristy. Keep on sharing. Ruben.

  1. Date: 4/21/2009 6:34:00 PM
    Creepy creepy. Loved it!!!! Aleera