Here I am, lying
Waiting for death to come take me
While I'm waiting,
My mind goes over all my memories
Trying to see what went
But I know . . .
I was so innocent
Walking down the street
A man in a van drove by
He asked if I wanted a ride
I declined and he pulled me in
And locked the door
He drove me and 16 other girls
to a place I don't remember
But what I do is that
I was scared and alone
He hurt us,
One by one
Ignoring our cries and pleas
for mercy
Soon, we were all
experienced with something
meant for later in life
Here I am, lying
Waiting for death to come
While I'm waiting
My mind goes over all my memories
Trying to see what went wrong
But I know . . .
And now, he's come.
Goodbye.
Comments
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wow...i really dont know what to say other than this is bloody brilliant...i really loved it and such emotion for something. amazing
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this is so simple and i thought while i was reading it, it needed more substance but once i fished reading everything feel into place and its fine the way it is.
A wonderful peom.
Rose
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