Mar 21 2015

A torture

Published by at 11:05 am under Betrayal Poems

Carefully, patiently,
Wait for escape
A tortue so violent;
Like murder. Like rape.

Softly and sweetly
You lie to my face
Pull me back under
to drown in disgrace.

Awfully, terribly
Too tired to scream.
Haunting my memories
Haunting my dreams.

Still, I am waiting.
I suffer. I cry.
A torture so violent
that I’d rather die.

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