Mind Rape

He thinks I dream in red

Thinks love is the only thing I understand

He doesn't understand

Love to me is dead



Like the past

It lays where it will

Where it should be

Silent and still



Like my vioce

Though frequently heard

Nothing in my mind comes out

A lesson I had to learn



Never appears to be the same

Two steps forward

Then one step back

Each time is better, but never stays on track



The last time

May have really been

Can never quite sure

If it will happen again



It's better if doesn't

My mind is tired of being raped

But my body wants it so bad

It's a hellish way of escape










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