December 26, 2006 - Tuesday
Ugly
You took what you wanted.
Your pleasure in the midst of her pain.
If you see tears in a woman's eyes
You know you've cut her deep inside
Sex isn't always love
And love isn't always sex
This is selfish lust
That feeds your loins and destroys her soul.
She won't say a word
She's afraid she brouht it on
In his sick mind, there was consent
Because she didn't fight
But what was the point?
He wasn't going away
His face gnarled like vomit
As he climaxed
Now she can't hide from the image
That plays over in her mind
She can't hide from herself
Because he's etched in her mind.
8:47 PM - 3 Comments - 6 Kudos - Add Comment - Edit - Remove
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Ugly
Posted by coco at 8:47 PM
Labels: Human Rights, Poetry, Social Issues
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment