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Promiscuous Girl


Promiscuous girl

Or so they thought 

She wonders with a giant scarlet letter over her head

But she said stop.

Her back hit the bed and she was out

I only had one sip, that’s it 

No one heard her cries, instead she ran from herself 

Ashamed of what happened, she can’t even look at herself in the mirror, she strokes the cheek of her girl she no longer remembers 

Why did no one believe her

She remembers the room you see before everything went black, she couldn’t fight it. 

She said stop.

Am I going to go to hell? I couldn’t fight the monster above me 

Please god please hear my prayers 

I said stop. 

And then the once a sweet girl is eaten up by the trauma the earth gave her, 

She never sees the sun anymore 

Constantly covered with a curse of rain clouds and mental wars

She told him to stop. No one realizes before it’s to late. 

Bye she says, I told him to stop 

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