broken and bloody
By donnamarie
i bled like a pig. i cried like a baby - inside. what was supposed to be sweet and innocent, tore and broke. the confusion the heat the anxiety the fear the confusion and heat. i could feel it rip. i could feel it tear. i couldn't try one more time. i was tired and beaten. sore to the touch: i wanted to save him the guilt. but my silence was misinterpreted. the guilt and my body swelled. the love is there. so is the pain. the confusion the heat the anxiety the fear the confusion and heat. i hear the ocean in the distance. Written March 13th, 2002 © on Mar 13 2002 05:10 AM PST 0 • 1
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"i bled like a pig...."