Poetry of my Life

Thick Liquid

My mother used to tell me, to play

Outside the house until the sun still ray

Full of flower in the bottom of my feet and I sway

Feeling the wind because it's windy day.

That very day, my childhood was ruined

My eyes that wouldn't forget and still cringed

Those memories that will be embedded

Until my sleep would be ended

Tied in a rope

I don't want to lose hope

Hope that I thought I would cope

But still, I lose my hope

Screaming in the middle of the night

The clock ticks and its twelve midnight

The time I give out to fight

Darkness covers me until there is no light

Thick liquid running down my legs

I did scream and beg

They split up my legs

 And continue to thrust and I beg