by Alexi Mccreedy

Created on: April 29, 2010

Was it your pride that lead to this,

Your ego needing to be sated,

The way your bites, a vicious kiss,

Lead to my body being the one I hated,

Once I was whole, complete person,

Now I am nothing, hollow man,

Three hours I was yours, every minute of every one,

Feeling so filthy that not even bleach would run.

Hated myself everyday, for what you took,

So different, cold and broken since then,

Every kind smile, needs a second look,

Every year, it always makes me think of when,

You ripped out my soul,

Cast it asunder

And now I will never be whole.

Who knows where you are,

If your dead, alive, alone or with a family,

My body will always carry your scar,

Robbed me of ever having my family.

For even when these cuts fade,

The nightmares stop and dread no longer lingers,

All of that horror I would gladly trade,

Just for that newborns breath, tiny fingers.

Because when you ripped me apart,

You not only broke my soul down,

But your actions destroyed my heart,

I can smile, fake like a clown,

Even though you left me alive,

You stole from me my womans purpose,

For my children, from just one to five,

Even death would never be the worst,

As to save what was left of me,

They also cut out my womb, you see.

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