i was always very small
and had no power
i was weak
in every ones eyes
until the night
i fought for my life
it was raining so hard
so i stop at a motel
i check in really fast
and dashed to my room
sleep was impossible
but i was exhausted
when a i heard a tap on my door
i was shocked and scared
slowly i creeped to the door
to crack it open ever so small
it blew open
and i flew back
a tall man walked in
and stood over me
this stranger held me down
stopped me from breathing
i had no control
and felt so numb
but when he removed my shirt
then started on my pants
i knew im my gut
i could beat this man
i kicked
i bite
i bunched
and then pulled the gun from my purse
BANG the gun went
it was over for him
but for me
My life had just begun
Author notes
This hole thing is a lie..i dont really know where it came from,or if it even a poem or a story, i just couldn't stop. This girl is nothing like me..but here you go!
A contest entry
- Lie to Me by Justin.
875 points, ended June 17, 2008, 22 entries
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Comments
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WOOT! WOOT GO U~!~ GREAT I LIKE IT and thanx for the comment!
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On the third line, you wrote "week," but I think you meant "weak." No biggie, though... we all make little blunders.
I like the line about how you were exhausted but sleep seemed impossible. That was my favorite part. Very strong idea behind it.
I enjoyed this poem a lot. I'm kinda scared now though... please don't kill me... or well, fake lie kill me... lol
Thank you for your entry!
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