Monday, February 07, 2005

She cries


She cries
In silence she cries
In fear
She had lost something so dear

It happened
There was no way of changing it
It happened
And it happened to her

6th of February
By the beach
A date she will remember
Oh how she will remember

Him running in
The constant pounding
His bloody grin
His devilish bloody grin

The beating and pounding
The way he forced himself upon her
How he ground her
How he ground her to the floor

He came
Oh how he came
He kept coming
He refused to stop

The pain
The gut wrenching pain
The torment
Her soul was torn

What would they say?
What would they do?
What would her parents say
if she told the truth?

She couldn't
Oh no she couldn't
Couldn't tell them
Couldn't hide from them

A million tears she'd cried
And a million more she will
For she had to tell them
Had to come clean

Clean
It was the last thing she was feeling
For that she wasn't
Filthy was what she'd felt

Tortured, violated
She fell to the floor
Sobbing was all she could do
No more

The bastard
He did it
He did it to her
How dare he

But she had no strength
She was drained
Emotionally battered
Physically bruised

She could do nothing
She was too hurt
All she could bring herself to do
was cry

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