Infected Memory

October 22, 2008
By Christina Rogers, Bolingbrook, IL

Infected Memory

I cannot give into my demon.
Memories should not leave the mind.
Screaming now, red and evil heathen.

Love was felt, our heartbeats even,
But logic was corrupted and left behind.
I cannot give into my demon.

There were no flaws in out Eden.
My young and naïve eyes turned blind.
Screaming now, red and evil heathen.

Things turned sour in our new season.
Obligation made affection hard to find.
I cannot give into my demon.

Words of slur turned him into a cretin.
His advances forced and far from kind.
Screaming now, red and evil heathen.

He left me with tears and semen.
Dirty for eternity, his mark on me signed.
I cannot give into my demon.
Screaming now, red and evil heathen.

The author's comments:
This is my story.

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