the day after

May 19, 2009
By Anonymous

The Day after
Ring,
The alarm went off.
Click,
She hit the off button.
Up she is.
It’s the day after,
And she can’t move,
It’s cold,
And she’s crying,
It’s wrong what happened.
It’s over,
She blinked,
Gone,
Is her missing link.
She covered her head,
As the night mare begins,
Over and over again.
Now she’s a, disaster,
A mess.
She’s angry,
No rest.
Now’s the time,
To settle the score,
As her heart,
Bleeds and pours,
“Where are you now?”


The author's comments:
I remember when i was raped, and this is how i really felt, sure it took me three years to put it down on paper, but i think it expresses me perfectly.

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E.Lee GOLD said...
on Aug. 20 2009 at 7:42 pm
E.Lee GOLD, Akron, Ohio
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super sad...but its still well written.

on Aug. 20 2009 at 1:03 am
kiwi12 PLATINUM, Austin, Texas
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:((((

Way to express yourself!:/

Kind of speechless though...


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