I Need Air...
I could see their stare,
they wouldn't dare?...
I could feel a burn,
my body bursting like a flare,
Their minds were evil,
they didn't care...
My mind was in a cloud of despair,
soon my soul was of no repair.
I felt scared and alone,
My heart was so torn.
The images of porn left me feeling scorned.
The lurk in their eyes,
showed their souls filled with hurt.
My mind said that this is unfair,
I still needed more air.
I was completely aware of the
pain I would bare.
Vulnerable and scared,
my brain was unclear,
as my body and mind trembled with fear.
I shed tears hoping the ending was near.
My body was cold,
and my soul imposed.
Their need to control,
left me no choice but to be bold.
I still have memories that I behold,
and a story that is forever untold.
Karma will show how their lives will unfold.
I still feel lost, lonley, and sad.
I still need more air.
My mind is beginning to prepare,
for my souls repair.
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