He Made Her Hate Me

dark nights
dark nights and lonely cries
this is the part that noone saw

all they saw was anger
anger from a little black girl
but never did they once stop and say
whats wrong
only
you wrong
and now
she hates me

wondering why i never told
she hates me
tears running down her face
she hates me
heart full of love now replaced
she hates me

said me not telling
was just like me drowning her
but instead of water
it was pain

five stages of pain

she came to me last night
wanted me to know she felt
and the way she described it
pierced my soul

1st stage shock
she recognized danger
and became afraid
she laid there and
and assumed near verticle position
grasping and making motions
but could not move because the force
he brought was unbearable

2nd stage she held her breath
as she
reached a level of
distressing pressure
he entered her walls
causing her soul to close up
she contined to struggle
yet made no sounds
for
stage 3 is where she lost consciousness
being without substance
she shut down
and this is where she became motionless
essence sinking to the pitts of hell
muscle mass small
body weight limited
me telling priceless

stage 4
convulsions
body fluctuating with fear
skin turning purple
body becoming solid
jerking of her body
not knowing it was a nut

she died
stage 5
breathing
stopped
circulation
stopped
blood pumping
stopped
emotions
stopped
love
stopped
childhood
stopped

he could have
stopped
if i would have
told
and because of me
she can never grow old
she can never grow old
or have kids of her own

she hates me
and after feeling her pain
i hate me
she stays inside my head
this cant be
the little girl that once lived
that was me
i hate me