May 3rd, 1975, A day I couldn’t forget even if I tried It was the day my whole life changed…
You see I had a great future And it was all planned out... I was gonna go to college Become whatever I wanted to be Marry the star of the football team What else could a girl want? It was my dream and it was about to come true But life had other plans for me… I should have listened to HER I should have never gone to that stupid celebration But as head cheerleader And that being our first victory I just had to go and besides What would others think of me If I was a no show?? What could go wrong right?.
Try... being dragged through the woods And held against your will By people you trusted,
Try… Having someone shove something down your throat While your clothes are ripped off of you And all you could do is cry In hopes that they would stop, Try Waking up covered in blood and dirt Not knowing where you are And who’s blood you’re lying in,
Try Feeling sore and unable to move And nobody is around to cry out to Having to prise yourself up off the ground In tears Walking around Looking for a way out And finding none,
Try crying yourself to sleep every night With this never-ending nightmare of being surrounded by wolves Devouring your flesh and innocence piece by piece And you are left having to question your very existence,
Try Not feeling anything…. Cutting yourself off from the world of emotions Only to find yourself in the same place Where you started,
Try Wanting to tell someone Anyone but you know you can’t Cause you’re afraid of what would they say And how they would see you after,
Try Feeling like it’s your fault “They had the platform and you wanted the attention” “You know how boys can get, don’t you??” Isn’t that what they always say?? They would let them slide Because they’re so young and talented Why would they want to ruin their lives? Even though mines going to be ruined, 9 months from now
So please Try To understand the reason why I didn’t tell you Why I couldn’t keep it up I am starting to show And I have no clue as to who’s responsible,
Try And understand that I’m doing this for you Now your name wouldn’t be dragged through the mud You wouldn’t have to live with a daughter like me Your safe now, Mama Just know that you were always right.. Do me one little favor, will you? Try to forgive me for what I’m about to do… I’m sorry Mama
She wiped her tears as she folded the letter, sealed it with a kiss goodbye, placed it on the table, knowing that at the time this letter is read, she would already be gone.