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I hold the blade to my wrist breathing in and out scared and angry and hurt I think to myself "Do I really wanna do this?" I close my eyes I see him throwing the dishes at her I hear her screams I see him run at her, his hand on her throat Her face lights up red She cannot breath He lets go She falls Grasping her throat I go to my room I hear her screams once more He yells too I cover my ears It's suddenly quiet My door opens It is him He caresses my skin I fight him but he is too strong He forces himself on me I scream but he continues to thrust himself on me I yell for my mother No answer I open my eyes "Yes, I want this" The blade gently goes across my wrist A feeling of bliss overwhelms me The blood pours Never ending I am done, dying No more pain, no more heart ache I am finally free

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 5/21/2010 5:30:00 AM
This is very interesting! Welcome to Poetry Soup and keep writing. Blessings, Joseph
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Date: 5/21/2010 3:54:00 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Corrine. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
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