Dark Places,Hidden faces.
Early Morning,Seems like its storming.
Scared and crying,Heartbeat racing.
Things I don’t want to do,But I have no clue.
Needing to scream,But where do I lean.
No words are coming out,and I just want to shout.
“What would my parents think”,They probably wouldn’t be able to blink.
He keeps coming back,What more do I lack.
“How could this be happening”?I’m so use to laughing.
This will never be the same,To him this is a big huge game.
It’s such a big shock,I wish I had a lock.
“Who should I tell first”?Without a big burst.
“What might people say”?Will they think this is just a play.
My mind is racing,and I’m still pacing.
Just weighing it out,Looking for a lot of doubt.
That night is a huge blur,What else could occur?
I never want to see him again,But it just has begun.
A long road is ahead of me,And maybe everyone will see.
What happened that morning was true,and it stuck to me like glue.
Dark places,Hidden faces.What to do,I still have no clue.
By: ME
