My eyes were right
They were wide open when I sighted you
My hair was right
It stood still and straight when I was approached by you
My heart was right,
It pumped hard and two times faster than normal when u couldn't stop staring at me.
My entire body was right
It was shaken like I was in the cold while it was sunny out there.
My tongue and lips wronged me,
They couldn't allow me to scream for help though I guess it was because of the pen knife you pointed at me.
Your threats scared me.
My legs wronged me,
They couldnt help me run away from you
But was it because of how I walked past you?
Was it becoz of my beauty?
Was it becoz of my dress?
The dress which betrayed me and fell off just the moment I needed it most?
Just as you wanted?
Who should I blame?
The darkness?
It betrayed me
It couldn't let the war angels see the demon doing evil.
The bushes?
They saw it but couldnt help me when you forced yourself into me.
The birds?
They saw it but they neither couldn't give me a hand.
And after you were done,
You walked away with my purity.!
So how am I going to explain this?
How do I even start?
My body is weak,
you made me ill.
I dont wanna live another week,
Or should I just embrace the pills?
Aw its nothing!
What am thinking of right now is how this rope worked in the necks of those in the stories.
©CrucialArts
