A Dusty Night
That night that I was with him
something had consumed me.
It wasn't material or I'd have known it
lust perhaps is its name.
I longed to be held, touched, as everyone does.
You abused that feeling...
When I told you to go no further
you went without regret.
Out there in the darkness, I was afraid.
I was powerless against your strong arms
The hate that is within you.
You made me feel like a whore
and threatened to say to all the world
That I was a whore.
That night, in the darkness I was changed
Although still clueless to what had happened
For I had never hated a person until that night
and since have hated many.
But none like you.
Thankfully, God has changed my heart
I am working to forgive but I don't hate
I hate not you or any other male who has
hurt me and taken advantage of me.
And I pray that soon I will be able to forgive
only then will I once again be strong.
By Rose
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