Save Me
That day was cold,my face was
pale,my body filled with fear.
That boy,that thing,that awful
person,tried to make me his.
On the wall ,I stuck,against my
will while his hand was in my
shirt.
Squeezing,groping my poor
chest and biting on my neck.
My voice and will I found again,
"stop,let me go,get off" I said.
But my words were futile
against his
Strength,I didn't feel,tears I
did.
If possible,my heart broke
again, and detachted myself
from it.
I shouldn't have gone to meet
that boy,I just should've stayed
home and been good.
His hand in my pants,I told him
"no"
As I fought to keep the tears in.
Finally he let go and I tried to
go back home, "not without a
kiss goodbye" he grabbed my
wrist once more...
Copyright © Riah Clark | Year Posted 2012
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