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Post by LostInnocence on Feb 17, 2005 18:57:57 GMT -5
So many times have men walked away. Men that I loved. It hurts everyday To know that my emptiness is not all my fault. I was pushed and raped; my innocence lost. I prayed long and hard every night. Hoping that one day a gentleman just might; Might love me for me and never get mad When I made a mistake or did something "bad." Simple mistakes that made prior boyfriends abuse. Only to turn around and say they were being used. Fifteen boys that pummelled me with their fists. This was a tiny part of my baggage list. Carrying all this baggage I went running to you. Falling on my knees, crying; didn't know what to do. You picked me up and asked if I wanted to go for a walk. We went out in the cool night on the steps to talk. I poured my heart out to a complete stranger. But I was always one to take risks, to make a wager. Believe me, the fear was there. But that night you showed just how much someone could care. And four months later since that October night. Since my 18th birthday, I think I just might. Might have found the greatest gift of all. The love of my life; someone to catch me when I fall.
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Heavy Hearted
Excellent Writer
My soul is dead....but I wish it me instead...
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Post by Heavy Hearted on Feb 18, 2005 13:30:18 GMT -5
LOVED this poem....keep up the great work...
>>ANGIE<<
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Post by LostInnocence on Feb 23, 2005 10:47:55 GMT -5
thanks
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Post by strangeclouds on Feb 27, 2005 0:11:53 GMT -5
that was so beautiful..
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