Whenever I’m With You.

I try to think about a time, a time when I was happy. The only times that come to mind are pained and lamented. Those things aren't happy, but I can't get them out of my head, heart, and soul. As I lay awake in bed at night, I am mourning for what I have lost. I mourn, for I have been desecrated. I mourn, for my soul is forever gone. As you were violating me, your knife plunged into my leg. The molestation never stops whenever I'm with you. Knives, blood, heartache, and demons, these things will haunt me always, but you're taunting and haunting laugh stopped me dead, and through fear I cry once more. "Please stop," I cried to you, but you refused to do so &!because you beat and raped me, I don't know how I will heal. So now as I cry so hard to heal, it's too difficult… I almost can't. So thanks to you, I am a wreck and you should die a painful death.