He ripped off my cloths as I screamed and yelled "NO",
he laid on top of me as I whispered, "please let me go"
scared as hell, shakin like a leaf on a tree,
still tryin to figure out why this is happenin to me.
He put his hand over my mouth as I tried to kick and fight,
not knowing what to do, so I drew blood with a bite.
He put a pillow over my face and pushed down with force,
he entered my love nest, with no kind of remorse.
Crying out for help, I felt so much pain,
knowing from this point on, my life would not be the same.
He's all done now, walking out the room with no shame,
this man took my virginity and didn't even know my name.
I stand up and I watch the blood run down my thighs,
confused, pissed, I can feel hatred come across my eyes.
Twelve years old and I'm already contemplating murder,
how could he do this to me, I'm probably the same age as his daughter,
I fall down and ball up on the floor,
I want to kill this man, but I can't bring myself to walk out that door,
I lay there watching my whole life crumble infront of me,
crying and begging God to take my life from me.
Me comtemplating murder has now changed into suicide,
Damn wait... there is no point in killin myself, my soul has already died..