Unknown Author (may trigger)

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Julia-C, Feb 16, 2011.

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  1. Julia-C

    Julia-C Well-Known Member

    I didn't write this poem, and have no idea who did. I don't even have it quoted exactly right. I read it a while back and it really hit home because of a tragedy in my own past. I just wanted to share it.

    This can’t be happening, it’s not real.
    It’s not real, it’s real.
    It’s really happening to me.

    What will I say? What do I say?

    I can’t breath I can’t breath, I need air.
    The gravel in my hair hurts.

    What will I say tomorrow?
    What if I get grass stains on my dress?

    I can’t breathe, please God help me.
    Please, please save me.
    Help me, someone please help me.
    Someone, anyone, please, please, PLEASE.

    There’s no one, and he’s on top of me.
    And I can’t breathe, and this is hopeless.
    And I think I can’t escape, God please —
    I’m fine, I think I’m fine. Why? God, Why?

    I can never tell anyone about this.
    What would everyone say? What will everyone think?
    They’ll all be bragging about what a good time they had tonight.

    Why did God abandoned me on this night?
    The night my soul was killed, and the world left me behind.
    The night of shame, the night of disgrace.

    I’ll lie, and keep my dignity.
    I had a great time.

    Thanks for asking.

    Unknown Author
     
  2. Louis03

    Louis03 Well-Known Member

    Very sad. Innocence is very sweet but dangerous thing. There may be someone to save you but more often probably not and your best bet is to count on yourself. As for God...
     
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