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Mar 2017
They call it the devils water
I call it my best friend

They say I drink too much
but really I just think too much
And my best friend,
makes me forget it all

Forget how he touched me
forget that I couldn't stop
couldn't stop screaming
screaming saying
"no, no, no, please stop!"
but of course he wouldn't
it felt like it was forever
until it was finally over

Only it's still not over
I remember my screams
while I lay in bed
it's like a tape on repeat
only I can't stop it
the tape won't come out

I keep trying
and trying and trying
only it's jammed
and there's nothing
nothing I can do

But my best friend
she helps me to forget
for a few hours my mind
my mind isn't his
my mind is my own
Theresa Cardella
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