heartsick

fun and run

I hurried across the corridor,
As you yelled at me,
Just to ask for more.

I kept on running,
Leaving my footsteps behind,
Then realizing oh how you have lost your mind.

I ran again,
Almost hitting the wall,
Then I started to panic,
As I heard your call.

Your screams were getting louder.
Oh how I could not bear.
The feeling of anxiety,
Went through me and continued to tear.

I came to a stop,
Knowing I had no where else to go,
So therefore I laid down,
Knowing I was just your "little hoe".

You grabbed me by the hand,
And would not let go.
You called me names.
"Bitch, slut, and hoe"

I tried protecting myself with my hands.
Oh how useless it was.
I wish I was still running,
But I knew you were extremely cunning.

I let you hit me, once again.
The neighbors starting to hear my screams.
But they only thought we were having fun,
The cries were just moans to them,
And that you only fucked me in the sun.

But that wasn't the case,
Your arms strangling me like a shoe lace.
I slowly started to die off,
As you heard my little cough.

You placed me down on the floor,
Then went off and shut the door.
I was bruised and bleeding,
I was dead and done.
You had it all.
You had all your fun.

-carmella.