(By SweetGirl)

Nightmares,night after night-of that terrifying day

When you stripped me of my Security-you took it all away.

Your voice haunts inside my head-and the smell of your cologne

Lingers in my mind and dreams-the noises you would moan.

I’ve shaved away your fingerprints-that stained across my skin

And resent the air that you inhale-your breathing is a sin.

The touch of your sandpaper hands-so rough and very strong

All you wanted was to get your thrill-no matter how sick or wrong.

I’m left here,torn,without a clue-of who you even are

And re-live that day,over and over-tearing open that unhealed scar.

Afraid to leave-afraid to stay-terrified of sleep

Even though you’re out of sight-your Ghost continues to reap.

The Rose,once blooming,has lost it’s Sun-and left behind a Thorn

The Petals,once healthy,have faded away-from being pulled and torn.