You laid me down,
you told me it is going to be okay..
you just wanted me to cry
to make me feel your pain and
turn your sadness into happiness.
instead my prayer was only to die,
It lasted for hours,
and hours it stayed in my mind.
I think its worst than hell,
Flesh eating demons,
carved out my body..
the pain was intolerable...
you told me,
"that I was a toy,
never meant to be a human in this world,
I was born to be a prostitute,
Do it or I will make you"..
I was trembling,
To your demands,
to your voice..
That is when I saw your plan,
To Lure me into your world,
In order to break me,
Took my weakness for your own satisfaction.
To be honest,
In my world, in my mind,
there is no such thing as R A P E
In this world, It is called a crime..
A crime to begin with...
You found my weakness..
You found what I have been hiding the most from..
You found the broken me..
And broke me more..
You found it...