"Don't touch me" I screamed
why do you insist on coming back,
Why can't you just leave me be?
I remember like it was yesturday,
Those claws, yes they were claws,
Long nails, pointed off at the end, and yellow,
A gruesome yellow that made my skin crawl.
They were digging into my skin.
Your foul breath that reeked of cigarette smoke, beer, and stride.
Running its way into my senses,
Making a home forever in my memory.
You did this to me!!
You!
Who else?
Noone was around.
Noone could see,
You thought it was safe,
But it wasn't.
I remember,
Every moan you made,
I remember everytime those claws dug deeper.
I remember everytime your acid breath,
Burned my skin,
I remember your scaly tongue,
All over me.
I remember everything,
Right down to the skirt you made me wear for easy access,
Or the jeans you only got down to your knees.
I remember.
Why did these memories still haunt me?
Why do they lurk in every dark corner,
Waiting to jump out when I'm the least bit happy?
Why?
Answer me that you bastard?
Why?
Why do I hurt like this,
And you don't even have the slightest memory?
Where's the fairness in that?
Author notes
I interpreted the topic "why do we hurt like this" not as just why do we as in one person but we as in a group. I chose to write about the forgotten kids of the world, the ones who have been raped. I chose to write asking why do they hurt like they do and to portray the way they must be feeling.
H a l f p a s t 4 e v e r
A contest entry
- truths. by alaska..
2200 points, ended September 29, 16 entries
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Comments
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wow badass very you write well
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w.o.w. it's a.w.e.s.o.m.e.
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Wow, this was really good Kari. You always have good writes when you put your mind to it.
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