I feel it break <br />As it begins to drip down my leg <br />My innocence <br /> <br />My legs shake <br />Tears begin to fill my eyes <br />I can no longer see <br /> <br />My mind is empty <br />My thoughts are pointless <br />How does someone get pleasure from this <br /> <br />Does the misery bring joy <br />or does the pain bring laughter <br />Maybe consent offers something extra <br /> <br />Im scared to try it again <br />Maybe it won't be any better <br /> <br />Broken flesh <br />Dripping blood <br />Screams of torment <br />Laughter of pride <br />Soon it's over <br />Now it's done <br />Innocence taken <br />Misery's gone<br /><br />Ashley Stone<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-232/
