the fear in my heart
anger and pain
washing in silence
can't cleanse my shame
expel all the thoughts
throw it away
but in my mind
this fucking coward is here to stay
warped by desires
he should never have felt
laughing at me
hands tied with his belt
innocence shattered
insides are torn
as this god damn cynic
in my head is born
never to trust
never be free
always in fear
of what can happen to me

©1998 Kraig Kwilinski

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