Grief Stricken Fool
You knew that you could, I was so naive
I'd just lost the love of my life, stricken
so down with sorrow, I needed to grieve,
I thought you wanted to help, just listen,
all my inner thoughts just spilled out
opened up my heart, secrets all revealed,
my trust in you was without any doubt,
just wanted my wounds to be healed,
seemed like so many hours had past
sore eyes, buckets of tears had flowed,
your kindness would never be surpassed
you knew I was at the end of the road,
suggestion of a glass of wine sounded good
one glass turned to a bottle then another,
your affection shown I misunderstood
suddenly you changed, didn't seem to bother,
suddenly I was feeling sleepy, lethargic
I was awake as you helped me to my bed
not knowing what was happening felt tragic
couldn't understand what was being said,
You were forcefully undressing me
Then I know your intent, couldn't escape
I just wanted to but couldn’t break free
just wanted to scream, shout rape, rape.
8/10/2018
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Copyright © Roy Pett | Year Posted 2018
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