Just wrote this Based on an actual experience from when I was 11...... I didn't make it ryme because i wanted it to show you the pain....Maybe I can't express everything I wanted....but yu get the idea..... "Rape" Getting pissed You said you'd always be there But you turned on me Treated me like I was nothing I Loved you Tried so hard to please you Then the words were spoken They cut like a knife You didn't want to talk anymore Couldn't handle it Just snapped Grabbed every pill In sight Swallowed it all Didn't wanna face the truth Wanted to get far away Took my bike And Left Peddaled as fast as I could Never looked back Faster Faster Didn't stop till Lynwood Nothing looked familar Couldn't see straight Drugs took affect Got off bike Couldn't steer any longer Walked along side it White car pulled up Black dude Need any help miss? No Sir I'm fine Car leaves Keep walking Spot food store Get Popsicle Clerk stares at me Keep walking Spot a Parking lot Dragging bike to it Spot the White car again Not caring Place bike down on pavement White car pulls up along side Taking no notice Barely standing Hands shaking Dark guy Walks up You okay? Yeah just fine Sure you don't need help? Yes Sir. Let me help you over to the bushes No I'm fine He grabs Sir Please don't touch me Darkness.... Waking up Groggy Keep your eyes closed What's going on? Shut up Pain You Deserve this bitch Nothing Silence Light peeks through Open eyes Jeans pulled down Blood all over covering in cuts Confused Scared Looking around Alone Getting up Hurting so bad Figuring out what happened Bike right there Need to get away Jump on bike can't steer Staying Balanced Not looking both ways Peddaling Must Escape Crossing intersections Not paying attention to cars Still going.... See the house Haven.....Drop bike on lawn Wobbling inside dripping blood Where the fuck where you? I went for a bike ride Are you on drugs? Who did you fuck? Cheap Slut Didn't take anything Swear Promise Cross my heart BullShit Get up to your room...now! Bounding up the stairs Running Slam the door Jump into bed Hide under the covers Pray Praying to forget Blocking it out Memories Nightmares years later Can't forget Memory still there Flash backs Panic Attacks Can't face it Deserved it Such a whore Drug addict Nothing Tired of the pain Need the nerves So many scars End it all Getting close Just a matter Of time......