Beads of sweat upon my brow
Recoiling in fear
Frank panic now
The hot stench of his wiskied breath
permeates the pitch black night
Pressure
Full body weight
Pinning me down
Blunt force
Grasping my wrists
Dark blue purple seeps under my skin
I bring my knee upward with force
He spews out obcenities foul
Release one hand
His mistake
A fist I throw blindly
Into the dark
Unbelievably
It hits it's mark
He spits and snorts
Spraying on me
Warm stench of
Metallic and Whiskey
Spraying me with blood
He pulverizes me...
Comes to his senses
Before the "end"
Before DEATH
doth make me bend!
I had to make a CHOICE
I had to get OUT
I could not just let life
have it's CLOUT!
I went away
As far as I could go
Yet still the mind
Sends terrorizing dreams
Less and less so
But still there
All the same...
But I made a CHOICE
I got away from his game
Gonna live and be happy
NO ONE will EVER EVER
Hold me in chains!
MAKE THE CHOICE!!!!
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
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