The gods will have their vengeance for mere mortals who have sinned.

Am I to be like a bird in the night sky?
Am I to learn to fly with broken wings?
Or I am so broken so battered so used?
My wings will never take me back to my sky

I am covered in blood and dust so completely
That my image of myself has been drained
I am nothing but a broken beat down corpse
Violated and dirty in my own remorse

I am colored so deep in my guilty response
That I am ashamed of this hole in my chest
I scrubbed until my skin was raw and bloody
It just cant make me feel clean again

Third Times The Charm.

Some things can't be helped, some people are meant to come into our lives and teach us a lesson. Wolf has finally taught me the lesson he was meant to teach. Trust no one, and never forget that they will use you and leave you with nothing but stained bloody sheets and a hefty fine. This would be the third time someone has touched me against my will. I was too young and stupid to react the first time, but now I am bigger stronger and have the tendencies of a lion in the cage. When I said no he didn't stop and all my strength left me. I became that scared little girl I thought I had left behind.

I will not be doing this again, I can't even sleep. I'm scared and alone and now I'm backed into a corner and left with one option. Run. I'm trying to fight but my mind is shutting down and I can't breath, then I'm falling and screaming in a void that no one can hear me. I want to come home and to stay as far away from home as I can. Home is where I am no one and all that is there is the shell of who I have become.

Fear is shaking my heart and my lungs and turning me into a helpless kitten. Someone save me this is my nightmare, this is my tomb, this is all happening again.

SM