One is I that carries the Hell
As I close my eyes
Sights come to me
A blood stained bed
Its just too much too see
Hands bound, eyes too
Men rape her body
There’s nothing I can do
I hear the muffled screams
I see the darkness as it rings
In her thoughts
And in her dreams
She has all but forgotten
That it even took place
But I have it locked up here
Where I can still see their face
It was but yesterday
In my existence, in my core
I cant ever forget
What they did to make her more
She is but three people you see
One is I, one is her, the other well
She carries it for us all
She suffers the burdens and carries the hell
Written 4-10-09
Mary Carmen Johnson
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