reliving the nightmare. a poem by mwah.
he sits there patiently
as i scream
he smiles
as i yell
he grins
when i struggle
I gave in.
I gave in.
he forces me down
when i start to cry
he tells me:
shut up someone might hear.
i push and yell
he punches me
I give in.
I give in.
he pulls out
i scamper and cry
if you tell anyone you’ll die
so i shall slice my wrist
let the blood flow
he promised this
he keeps his promises.
AN: yeah my nightmare i normally have. why else would i not want to sleep? yeah he does keep his promise pretty well… hence why i told you this.
2 comments
Secrets and promises kill trust me I know what I am talking about. If u wanna talk I am hear
dont keep the secret…it wont end well, i promise you that. the only way you can make things better is to talk about it to someone you trust i know its hard, but you should really try…like the person before me said, if u want to talk, im here to help