Pain, Help Me
I feel pain
Stress is like a game
The blood that comes down off my wrist
Feels warm against my lips
I feel his touch
I shudder
I cry
I feel the need to die
There's no escape
I do want to die
Why is this happening to me?
This night will play in my head for eternity.
When it started I was on my hands and knees
Crying "help me, help me, help me please"
No one heard
And the rest was all blurred
Till it was over...
He said he loved me
He would never hurt me
I trusted him
What would my parents think?
They said I shouldn't trust cupid
And now I feel really stupid
I gave him everything I had and more
While he gave me sore after sore
With me on my hands and knees
Crying "Help me, help me, help me please."
Copyright © Jessica Berger | Year Posted 2005
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