Your Fault
25 May, 2005
Author: RainFlyer8
My soul cries, cant you hear
The way my eyes scream in fear
When he’s near me and you don’t
I know you can’t, I know you won’t
Protect me from his eyes
From the hurt, from his lies
You cant stop it, what could you do
But I lay all my trust in you
As I stand here next to you
But like I said, what could you do
An arm around my waist can’t stop the pain
Although you try, it’s all in vain
I remember everything that he said
And how he left me, for the dead
Used a condom, oh how sweet
And he whispered “Fresh meat.”
When he held me to the floor
I couldn’t take it anymore
And he raped, and it hurt
He pulled out demons that lurked
In my soul, in my mind
But that was not his worst crime
The worst crime he could do
Was take me away from you
He tried to do that so many times
With his cruelty, with his lies
He told you that I had “screwed him”
But I committed no such sin
I love you more that you could know
But you believed him, I watched you go
Away from me for the longest time
And I didn’t know what was my crime
But I realized soon enough
When I heard that voice so gruff
Whispering in my ear once more
The voice that made my heart sore
With pain, suffering and fear
The voice that reduced me to tears
You walked away and hated me
You were blind, you couldn’t see
That it wasn’t my choice
I had lost my voice
My throat clogged with pain a fear
My head was saying “Get out of here”
But I couldn’t, he was to strong
And I had lost track of just how long
He debauched my body and found joy in my tears
He smiled at my pain and he laughed at my fears
Now I’m back where I started again
And now I am here where he had lain
Me before I went to the other room
And now I’m certain that I’m doomed
Wow, I’m right he’s got rope and tape
I have no doubts that he’s going to rape
Me again, once wasn’t enough
As he ties my wrists, tapes my mouth so gruff
Wait, what’s he doing he’s still wearing clothes
What is that, Oh my a black rose
He put it in my hair, behind my ear
Thorns cutting my face, increasing my fear
He takes out a knife and he slits my throat
And then he leave my body with a note
Sticks the knife in my hands, unbinds my hands
And sends me into unknown lands
Now I’m dead and I’m glad
No longer carrying the sadness I had
Just remember that I loved you
Just remember I remember you
Just remember I miss you
Just remember, It’s all your fault
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