You put your hands on her,
making her bleed, black and purple memories.
Scars now lie within her, tarnishing her thoughts on men.
You push her down taking her innocence away, thinking it was yours to claim. Then you simply laugh satisfied, walking away as quietly as you came. Brushing blood against the walls with your finger tips, as you slip away. The walls blacking from what they just witnessed.
She breathes in grabbing hold of her thoughts ruining wild; long enough to come back to reality. Her memories so real, she feels hunted down, by every man she see’s. Unable to find his face in the crowd, man has become the enemy.
She can’t escape these paralyzing memories, their now all she see’s, they’ve become her only reality. Her hearts guarded, growing a thorny wall, sharp enough to kill. She’s lost her mind, trying to find the man who ruined her life.
Her love of life died that night, she’d rather say goodbye. But she turns around seeing the beauty that lies inside. Reflections of the woman she used to be.
She cried for what seemed an eternity, then she screamed “NO”.
“I won’t let him take my life from me, I will fight. Its time to gather the shards of glass I call my life."
