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By Mercy Echenique Date: 2009 Aug 27 Comment on this Work [[2009.08.27.14.48.3177]] |
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Living in a world of hate, taught to lie and discriminate. You say we humans are all animals, but I must say, YOU are the true beast. You used to be so kind and loving, now look at you. Look at the monster you've become, Look at the monster SHE created. Your heart has become cold and hardened, all the things you've said and done that cannot be pardoned. Tears it brings to my eyes to see, what kind of person you really are. I try not to acknowledge it, try to deny it, cover the eyes that are the windows to sin, see no evil. I blind myself from the truth, and the truth is, the strong, deep, and intense feelings I hold for you, will never be requited. You to are blind, you cannot see what is in front of you, Thus you do not appreciated what you have and what is presented to you. I've given myself to you, I gave you my mind, my heart, and my body. I've shared with you my secret temple, the temple which you have explored with lust and hunger. You cannot give back what you've already taken from me. You received a precious gift, one that others hold dear to until they have one's hand in marriage. I try to control myself, as to not let it happen again, But the whispers of temptation bring me to my knees, for once you've had a taste, the need to be pleased consumes you, and you lose all self control. Once you regain consienceness, you feel like a filthy whore, Scrubbing you skin with soap and water, trying to eliminate the sexual aroma, trying to cleanse thy self. My innocence has been taken, I'm no longer pure, my body has been tainted. No other man will take me now, for some do not want another man's left overs, but other men, or should I say dogs, do not care. One man's trash is another man's treasure. Thats how I see it. Until that treasure is no longer, it will lose its spark and dignity, its only purpose- To be recycled. Hoping this love is true. I wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing I gave my all to some boy who I wasn't even committed to, giving him everything, just to be left in the dirt, a little toy that was just being used for fun and pleasure. Don't use me. Don't abuse me. Treat me with care, and then you'll see I'll always be there. But your ripping my heart out with a scapel, and your not even a doctor. Toss my heart in a blender and grind it up. The animal inside you will take over and destroy it (my heart), as you are doing at this very moment, While I'm slowly walking my own way, trail of blood behind me, as I bleed to death, Dying alone like I came... |