I WAS DEFEATED

I Was defeated.
I let you take my innocence.
For I fell in love with you that instant.
Your mission is done.
Completed.
I never got to realize that the psalms of love is what the birds just never sung.
Is it my fault that I was then blinded by love and young?

I remember how it felt so nice.
So nice that I gave in and sinned before Christ.
"I can do this" I thought.
The decision I took was not at all wise.
Even though my body was as stiff as dry ice...
Ohhh God....it felt so nice.

The feeling of you compressing my body was sublime.
As you assured me with your sweet seductive voice that all is fine.
Even though my age was just the sum of eight and nine.
I fondly let you take what was rigthfully mine.
The feeling was so nice that I let you cross the line .

You let me believe that what I felt was true love.
Then we made love without using a glove.
We were both in the game of submission but I prayed for forgiveness from the heavens above.

But when I had given you my love.
My world.
My life.
My body and soul.
You choose to ruin everything!
After what I've sacrificed for you...
You tell me now that this wasn't love but a fling?
After I have given you my all. My everything?

Your mission is done.
Completed.
And by you I was defeated.
So defeated that I never got to realize that the sweet melodic psalms of love is what the birds just never sung...
But is it my fault?
Is it my fault that I was then blinded by love and young?

This poem is about: 
Me

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