My Thoughts
My mind
paces back and forth,
and it's
out of sort.
Thoughts
of death cross over me,
I'm just
an angel to what you see!
Nobody gives
a damn,
I'm running
out of time like an hourglass full of sand.
Thoughts
of rape run through me.
Somethings
like that aren't meant to be.
He steals
peoples childhood from them,
Forcing,
demanding, me to do it!
I just think
it's a bunch of shit!
Rape, such
an evil word.
I feel as
I have been burnt!
Hung out
to dry,
for time
to pass by.
Flames in
my mind,
burning
through time!
Nooses hung
from trees,
me, being
binded by shackles with no keys.
Flames burning
inside me as well,
wondering
if my soul will go to hell.
Being burned
for witchcraft,
my wrists
being slashed.
By the shackles
restricting them,
the chances
I'll escape this is slim!
People staring
at me, whispering all around,
as my dead, burnt corpse
tumbles to the ground!!!