stiff as a board on a dock
skin burning like ice
tears flowing as heavy as rain
begging and pleading
how can there be a God
when I suffer in silence so loud
-it shakes the peace out of heaven

the feeling of disgust
covers my body like a sweltering sheet
I scrub my skin raw
until it bleeds profusely
I relive it in my nightmares
other times, flashbacks
-I can’t help but feel I deserve it

I feel so unworthy
it would have been easier
if he had just killed me
compared to having to live
-just to die every time I wake up