BLEEDING
I'm not the ugly things you say
I don't like what you call me
I don't enjoy your cruel touch
Or the way that you defile me
I'm screaming on the inside
Please stop and let me go
I don't want to do these things
I want to tell you NO!!!!!
I'm not an object, thing or toy
I am a human being
I'm not some invented fantasy
I hurt, I've got real feelings
The only pleasure going on
Is happening in your mind
Just because I must obey
Doesn't mean it's fine
I'm longing for a gentle touch
Not your selfish demands
A simple hug would mean so much
No more of your commands
I hear your footsteps coming
My heart is filled with dread
I'm dying on the inside
Won't be long before I'm dead
I want to go far, far away
To run away and hide
But the only place that I can go
Is somewhere in my mind
I'm leaving now, not really here
I'm in a better place
I'm not listening to your words
Not looking at your face
Will someone be my hero?
I'm praying one will come
I need a place of refuge
I need my own safe home
Can someone hear me bleeding?
Anyone at all?
Can you hear heaven weeping?
Will you answer heaven's call?
~Della Smith 4/22/2010
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