THIS MOMENT

I hear you calling me angry -
you try not to hate me.
See the rain,
it looks like your pain
draining in vain.
I feel you grabbing me madly,
you tell me so sadly
to behave.
But I´m not your slave
in your cave.
I smell you tearing my clothes off.
You finish and get off like before
when I was your whore.
Now I settle for more.

Please don´t hurt me.
You´re braking an entry
and now you´re inside me,
you make me feel filthy
and sadly -
I´m no longer healthy,
there´s darkness inside me.
This moment is all that I am now -
someone who wake´s up
and tries not to through up.
I fight not to give up and die.

You hear me asking for something -
you give me the one thing
I don´t wan´t.
But you don´t care,
It´s like you´re not there.
You feel me pushing you off me,
I´m crying so softly.
It´s hard to breath,
underneath.
I cry beneath.
You smell me and now it seems hopeless
to fight off your darkness
in any way.
I start to pray for a getaway.

Please don´t hurt me.
You´re braking an entry
and now you´re inside me,
you make me feel filthy
and sadly -
I´m no longer healthy,
there´s darkness inside me.
This moment is all that I am now -
someone who wake´s up
and tries not to through up.
I fight not to give up and die.


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