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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/10/2007 11:45:21 PM | justdifferent
Are you strong enough to bleed
Msg: 69
Posted: 7/7/2006 7:05:15 PM
Guesswhoo---thanks for contributing. Great poem. That was a great remark about the color of the blood. I thought about it and came to the conclusion below. You is not meaning you. It is meant as a rheotorical you. For any that read, please do not take the literal meaning of all the words.
"Hurt is Hurt, but not all Hurt is the Same"
Blood is blood, but it all is not the same
Like people are different, if they share the same name
The pain that is felt, it all is just pain
But the color of it depends on the color of the rain
The tears we cry, still are just tears
And the things that scare, are still all just fears
But what seperates, is what we've been through
That is the difference that seperates me from you
We all have been hurt, and it still the same
But the people that hurt us, each have a different name
We all live a life, and a life is a life
But we all have a different husband or wife
Though the pain that is felt, it all is the same
Because we've each lived a different life, the blood can't be the same | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/10/2007 11:46:56 PM | justdifferent
Are you strong enough to bleed
Msg: 70
Posted: 7/7/2006 9 06 PM
"If You Were Real"
I would stand before a bullet, and stand before a knife
I would stand right beside you, and guard you with my life
I would give you all my time, listen to words you say
I would give you hugs and kisses, each and every day
I would gladly hold your hand, walk through the sands of time
I would gladly say I love you in actions, thoughts, and rhymes
I would hold you close to me, and whisper in your ear
That you are the queen of my heart and I love you dear
I would be your shoulder of strength, someone to believe
I would cry along with you, for your sadness to relieve
I would live my life for you, excite, love, and thrill
You would be my everything, if only you were real | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/10/2007 11:48:38 PM | blueangel2269
Are You Strong Enough To Bleed
Msg: 73
Posted: 7/8/2006 11 04 AM
I am in awe of your talent... your wording and structure is amazing and your decriptive abilites astound me! I am in envy of you. Never stop. | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/10/2007 11:49:59 PM | justdifferent
Are You Strong Enough To Bleed
Msg: 75
Posted: 7/8/2006 9:07:16 PM
The battle between right and wrong
What is the next lyric for the song
Trying to get in where we belong
But where do we belong?
Morality is a hollow victory
If there is no one for it to see
And for the things that be
If you are one than it can't be we
For the good can always be bad
And happiness can be sad
If another gets hurt and you are glad
Just because you are hating or mad
Hatred can be controlled by kindness
Prejudice can be controlled by blindness
Intelligence does not exist for the mindless
Life stands still for the timeless
The battle of love and hate
When ignorance is your fate
Awaken don't wait
So we all can relate
Don't hesitate
Please articulate
The song we all can hear
Please let me be clear
That despite all that are different, we are all the same
The rich and poor both shall die, money will never change
And we get cut, we all bleed, and there is no need
To discriminate or seperate for a stupid thing like greed
Everybody let's live our lives, let's do our own thing
Let's live together peacefully, even if different songs we sing | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/10/2007 11:56:19 PM | Heya Sunshine...I just got off of fun..I mean work LOL and wanted to pop in and see your new house..smiles...Im really digging the panoramic views from the balcony of your heart....What a great new place you have here:)Mind if I kick off my shoes and get comfy...who am I kidding?I hardly ever wear shoes Love you bunches,.....see/talk to you soon..Kat
PS..Thanks for the well wishes everyone:)
A spontaneous poem
If I were a weaver of soft spoken words
I would create a constellation in the sky
Each star representing the wishes
We make as the days go by
The sun would illuminate our footsteps
So we would never lose our way
And with each heartbeat of nightfall
You would hear my heart ask yours to stay | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/11/2007 12:08:02 AM | one more just because:)
**My Mother**
Her memory taps me on the shoulder
My feelings change in hue
Sometimes as I reminisce
My heart becomes a shade of springtime blue
My Mothers hands were gentle
Her heart was always kind
Just knowing she was always near
brought comfort to my childhood mind
As Summer gives way to Autumn
And the season begins to change her dress
I cant help but travel back in time
And as a Mother now myself reflect
Upon what it means to love
So powerfully and freely
Her love somehow unleashed
That kind of caring within me
And as I watch my daughter grow
I pass that same adoration along
My mother has been gone for almost 8 yrs now
but it still doesnt seem that long
Since she taught me how to ride a bike
And walked hand in hand with me
I used to sit upon her bed
And read her my teenage poetry
Just the mere thought of her brings tears to my eyes
sometimes I manage to stop them
But my heart it still cries
For the things that will never be
But I thank God everyday
For the memories held so dearly within me | |
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| Carry This
Posted: 10/11/2007 4:33:53 AM | So sorry to end it
But whats done is done
So sorry to leave you
But this lovers gone
Lifeless, especially this
And I cant be wrong
Breaking points been reached
And its me.....
Carry this
This curious
Spending times a waste
I cant believe this is it
All we've done to escape
And further we break
And continue to fall
Its endless, boundless
And nevermore
Will anything be kept
Im sick of wandering
Sick to death
All the lies
Deciet whats left
Im sick of the words
The ensuing dispute
Denying me of all the truth
Im sick of forever
Being within your heart
Sick of giving up
Im sick, so sick
I cant reclaim the words
That swirl inside my head
Im to blame
Im to end
This constant threat
Im left to mend
This film of filth
You spread on me
Its blacker still
Its hard to see
The tape is old
Words out loud
And fumbling
I mumbled
IM IN HELL!
Copyright ©2007 Danielle N Bourassa | |
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| NAMELESS
Posted: 10/11/2007 4:35:19 AM | Ive hit the floor... I cant hide anymore, I wanted to let you know, whats going on
Ive been left in the cold, I wont be here long, I wanted to let you know, whats going on
When you decide.... I will try.... when you condemn.... Ill be gone
No more waiting... no more patience... I am not here to fall to pieces
I am not here to lose my face... I came to give it one more chance...
Ive sat in this dark.... Its been long enough.... Dont you think?
Ive slept into depths....Its been hard enough.... Dont you think?
Now sit here and tell me again.... Its better in the end....
SIT here and explain away the things you said...
When you decide.... I will try.... when you condemn.... Ill be gone
No more waiting... no more patience... I am not here to fall to pieces
I am not here to lose my face... I came to give it one more chance...
Had I been wrong to go... I left that up to you.... I wanted to give it to you
If all was written down.... and shredded up.... I wanted to give it to you
Now is hidden.... All these things are in the air.... Im not alone in here
And I gave my truths and sent away the lies.... Im not alone in here
When you decide.... I will try.... when you condemn.... Ill be gone
No more waiting... no more patience... I am not here to fall to pieces
I am not here to lose my face... I came to give it one more chance...
DONT! WONT!CANT!convince.... this nuisance....
This preference... this substance..... this nameless...
Copyright ©2007 Danielle N Bourassa | |
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| Deceit
Posted: 10/11/2007 4:36:30 AM | Spread the word, the end is near
Death is here, within our paths
Of all the time, we had to know
The days began, the night falls
So little light when the dawn shows
A minute, a second to block the blows
To someone who's gone
And someone who knows
Moments of holes
And I'm the clock
That ticks this time
The one that sees
The one that dies
Can't blind the muted man
My hands speak the truth
Body language to show you
So many left without
Another lifes deceit
And then this is belief
The lies and fantasy
Copyright ©2007 Danielle N Bourassa | |
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| Virtue A Reality
Posted: 10/11/2007 4:37:49 AM | A lost infatuation or a passing glance?
A spacious mind or an empty page?
Create your own destination...
Deface the public mass delusion...
The relative instinct or burning ideal?
The growing child or dying man?
Keep the moment to yourself....
Trace the steps you helped...
In peaceful retreat or loneliness?
In darkest skies or brightest stars?
Trust the eyes you see with...
Imagine your own reality...
Never been alive or unborn?
Never allowed or never done?
Be unattainable by the one called you...
Understand why before you do...
Live like a dream and enjoy the times you have seen
Only one life was given to you and Only one life will you live
Copyright ©2006 Danielle N Bourassa | |
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| Silence a promise
Posted: 10/11/2007 4:38:18 AM | Silence a promise
lies , lies....
I'm holding never
the ending here
Foreign language
Hiding eyes
lies, lies....
Silence a promise
Copyright ©2006 Danielle N Bourassa | |
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| Image Nation
Posted: 10/11/2007 4:39:42 AM | Beauty in an empty soul
A deep and darkened well
Of tears centuries old
The bodies dead and cold
So let 'em drown into depth
To no refuge back
Its not possible, it's a dream to dream for
Its gone
Its just an image nation
Full of icons to pass the time
No meaning behind this crows call
Its nothing but a false ideal
The truth is lost inside minds
Given up to abandoned eutopia
Autonomous and cheap
Wandering and meaningless
Wait for the day
When all will end
The only thought left
The last breath....
Copyright ©2006 Danielle N Bourassa | |
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| Now,Never
Posted: 10/11/2007 4:41:56 AM | How many lives does my love cost
I found it again and lost
I follow roads in the dark
And when light breaks
I change my heart
It's selfish that what I want
Is someone I can't keep alive
These decisions break all the rules
They cannot be used, the soul I get is the soul I give
But once again alone with
I fall on my knees and beg
But nothing good comes
Cause I always chase it away
So ironic that is
Its not a good choice to love and to live
Or die to be loved
I cannot choose cause I want the best
Destiny is but a loss
Loss of words is what I want
Loss of choice is what I want
Just to have that power taken away
That's the one I'll love
The one that makes me gaze into eternity
Maybe that's who you are
But wants and needs are lost to me
I cannot see I'm blinded and mute
I see the brightness but not the truth
My fantasy's a broken reel
The film has holes, edges peeled
The pieces left
Cannot be placed
The pieces left
Are pieces bare
Nothing sought
Nothing gained
A broken heart
An extinguished flame
Dim lit moon and missing stars
So bend me and break me down
Split me in two and send me back
Anything I do I did for that
There's no tomorrow without today
There's no forever, no someday
It's now or never
It's now or never
It's now or never
Copyright ©2006 Danielle N Bourassa | |
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| Twisted...
Posted: 10/11/2007 4:43:43 AM | Neverending as it may seem
That moment collapses within me
Seemingly I broke it down to sand
And held the grains in my hand
Although slowly it fell away
My skin still burns today
My trials and accomplishments
To have, to hold, to never forget
Feel the cold rushing deep to bone
One stream of blood alone
It twists, it turns, it drips, it pours
Leaving paths on the floors
Like pieces of me thrown about
Amounts I cannot count
This is what happens when time becomes
A meer glimpse of whats to come
Remember me when time goes by
Complete the thought do not cry
I promise me and all I'm worth
To die by your side upon this earth
I will stay here longer and wait for you
With joy in everything you do
Patiently I will wait for you
Copyright ©2006 Danielle N Bourassa | |
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| Intuition Sought
Posted: 10/11/2007 4:46:15 AM | The moments lost inside the thoughts of never end
so many times are now gone
The creepy crawling emotions squandered like a penny to a fountain
Yet once again no more tears will be shed for the death of the caught
Its undenieable that all is condemned to solitude of another
The peace is darkness to light in a forest drizzling into a new apocalypse
So bring me to my knees, pleading with the burned sight of before
Send me away with hopes and dreams never accomplished by the one called me
Its deepening and swirling into silent solitude of open fields of flowers
Its petals round and round as winds bend and suffice the lungs of nature
Such a sullen mood this brought to the valley that we walk alone in
A solid structure made of water from years passed and kept among lies
Save them from the truth of space, hide them from every yielding mind
Bring them to their knees, bleeding fire from hearts made of stone
Tracking these to settle their gains and demolish their ways
Unattainable in forevers gates a table is set to slaughter our youth
So cylindrical does the bullseye play that the dart may never find out how
To pierce its place into exsistence and make it all safe
Copyright ©2006 Danielle N Bourassa | |
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| The Pact
Posted: 10/11/2007 4:47:51 AM | Soft suicide, life brings me down
Cold hands, hide the pain
Sadly facts are worse than lies
The truth hides behind your eyes
Sending away the thoughts of me
Escaping indeffinately
Cover you mouth, speak nothing
Just listen closely
Blindness is an ocean of peace
Discovery is this defeat
Leave the shore and define your worth
I would be there for you
Im not the nightmare I thought you were
Im broken up but still me
Go wherever I cant be
Somewhere far, safe and free
I will come for you when the time is right
To pick you up and let you drop
Back to reality
Youre to live and Im to die...
End of story, of life...
Copyright ©2007 Danielle N Bourassa | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/11/2007 9:21:31 AM | Hey Ms SpiffyKat, my Starlight, I hope that all is well. Thanks for dropping by and sharing your kind words. Laughing, I had so much "fun" yesterday, I still have a headache today .... you've got to love working on computers. No .... not really. LOL LOL Thanks for sharing both of your poems here .... the one about your mom brought tears to my eyes ..... to know of your love for her and to see it living through you is very touching. And barefoot is not such a bad way to be ..... unless you step on a bumblebee (OUCH!!) LOL LOL Experience we both share. LOL LOL I love you bunches O' Spiffy One ..... See (Yeah Baby!!! it probably loses its effect .... but like I am being Austin Powers but see you know that ...... LOL LOL) / Talk to you very soon.... JD
Core--- Thanks for dropping by and sharing your multiple poems. I hope that you shall feel welcomed back.
****More from my other thread****
justdifferent
Are You Strong Enough To Bleed
Msg: 76
Posted: 7/8/2006 11 08 PM
This is a true story.
"The Best Bad Influence"
When I woke up early that morning, everything was the same
Just another pathetic day, which means everything was lame
Getting ready for work, my friend Hope calls and says come by and see me
I go to her workplace and chill with her, asks if I can take where she needs to be
Being bored and delaying leaving for work, I said that I will
Next thing I know she's talked me out of work, going there was no thrill
So we're jamming to the radio, and stop by the house of a friend
And there is my future mother in law, hooks me up with her daughter and a plan
I'm not even caring about work, irresponsibility was my name
But four days later as the plan went, to their house I came
So thank you Hope for being the best bad influence I've ever had
Because you talked me out of work that day I am now a dad | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/11/2007 9:23:45 AM | justdifferent
Are You Strong Enough To Bleed
Msg: 77
Posted: 7/9/2006 9 55 AM
"Shallow, superficial women(err! ugh! girls), and men(cough, cough boys) that don't respect themselves"
You used God's name for your personal gain
What's the matter with you, have you gone insane
Saying God gave you strength, to get over the pain
Now you're asking for sex, after praising God for stopping the rain
Saying that He blessed you, giving you comfort and joy
Now with women's feelings, you want to toy
Sad thing to say, your game they want to play
Gonna send you her love in the mail, it's on the way
I'm not afraid or even envious, I'm just amazed
About the shallow women acting just so crazed
To get up with a man that might have the Aids
And still they keep dreaming about him and getting laid
These girls actions are so telling, of values declining
What every time they meet a man their bodies start reclining
America is so screwed, when all a man has to do
Is say one word of sex and the chase is officially through
Put in a situation, through emotional manipulation
Women waiting in line for his heart's next palpatation
Waiting for his heart to change, for her, his eyes to see
Cause when he tells HER he loves her he'll mean it honestly
A beautiful song will be heard deep inside her soul
But when his heart changes again, he can not be controlled
She moans and cries, about all the hurt inside
Why didn't she run for cover when the truth was right before her eyes | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/11/2007 9:24:43 AM | om
Are You Strong Enough To Bleed
Msg: 78
Posted: 7/9/2006 1 11 PM
hey justdifferent, was reading your thread during the last hour and a half..casually, during the footie game...You put yourself on the lines-sharing some deeper stuff,
an admirable quality I think.
Really liked "Baby,Please Kill Me Again"!, " If Only You Were Real", and others.
Thanks for sharing eh! :) | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/11/2007 9:25:53 AM | justdifferent
Are You Strong Enough To Bleed
Msg: 79
Posted: 7/9/2006 2 28 PM
om----Thank you for stopping by. I am glad that you enjoyed the poems and you are very welcome. Thank you for your your kind words. And thank you to all that read.
"I Dream of You"
Lying here trying to sleep, you are always on my mind
And I know that I would love you, even if my eyes were blind
On the outside you are so beautiful, but to me that does not matter
When you hug and kiss me so sweetly, my heart just truly patters
Feeling the love when you hold my hand, and seeing forever in your eyes
Knowing that your heart beats for me, you're everything I could ever want, I realize
You not only listen to my words, your heart truly hears
And you hold me so close to your body, your love wipes away my tears
The many ghosts of the past still tries to darken my soul
But your loving smile and sparkling eyes helps me maintain control
When I finally drift to sleep tonight, I will be dreaming of you
Just wanted to say you're in my heart and thoughts, just in case you never knew | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/11/2007 9:26:54 AM | dragonstarr13
Are You Strong Enough To Bleed
Msg: 81
Posted: 7/9/2006 7 09 PM
this is a great poem and reminds me alot of how i write. keep up the great work. | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/11/2007 9:27:59 AM | justdifferent
Are You Strong Enough To Bleed
Msg: 82
Posted: 7/9/2006 8 36 PM
Dragonstarr13--Thank you for your kind words and for reading my poems. If you have any poems posted let me know and I will read them, if not you can send them to my Email box.
Thank you to all that read my poems.
"The Gladiator"
The combatants battle-tested and ready, there's danger in the air
And each knows that his death approaches, shows no concern or care
Standing face-to-face, hatred spewing from their eyes
Feeling no love at all, only feelings of despise
Nostrils flaring, mouth drawn tight, breaths short and quick
The gladiators prepared for death, the end result of the battle is sick
Eyes locked and neither blinking, breaking the gaze would mean he's weak
Muscles flexed with enormous size, each man strong not meek
The referee yells let the fight begin, evilness shows its face
As each contestant seeks to destroy, brutality fills the place
The audience savage and wild, cheering the blood that spills
Barbaric instincts excites the spectators, each cheering for a kill
The battle continues for an hour, each not wanting to lose
Finally a punch is landed, that renders a contestant stunned and confused
With satanic instinct kicking in, the strongest draws his knife
Rips open flesh and cuts to the bone, ending the weaker's life
The crowd wickedly stands and applauds, the victor throws up his hands
They appreciate the good fight, no thoughts or cares for the dead man | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/11/2007 9:28:49 AM | justdifferent
Are You Strong Enough To Bleed
Msg: 83
Posted: 7/10/2006 12:00:56 AM
I had this posted on someone elses thread and liked it so i decided to post it on mine also.
"A Simple I Love You Poem"
What gesture to make
to say I love you
A touch to your face
with a loving smile too
How do I say it
what I am to do
To show you my love
that you never knew
A friend when sad
an outlet when mad
You make me feel needed
for that I am glad
What more can I say
when words just can't explain
You are my shelter
from this world filled with pain | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/11/2007 9:41:02 AM | justdifferent
Are You Strong Enough To Bleed
Msg: 84
Posted: 7/10/2006 1:01:42 AM
Just adding some more off what I posted on other threads.
"Misery"
She's been with me as long as I can remember.........................
The vampiress that drinks the blood of happiness.........................
Joy once came as a fleeting vision.....................................
Planting roots of hope into my heart..............................................
But she destroyed all that once was and replaced it with the comfort of darkness.............
The words, I love you, seem so vacant and hollow now that she is finished with them..............
A smile, distant memories, an effort just to make muscles force one upon my face.................
Vacant eyes, the windows to a lost lonely soul..............................................
She enjoys my pain, cuts again and again just to drink my tears...........................
She will get her way as she always does...........................................
No need to introduce her as she lives with all that have posted.........................
She is known to many by different names............................
I call her misery....................................................................
"Another Love Poem"
Your touch ....... your smile
The way way you move my soul ..... by touching my heart
The sensation of your hand touching my skin... the chill bumps that run down my spine
The testosterone increasing
As you repeatedly tell me time and time again that I am a man
Your man
The man that completes who you are as a person ..... as a woman
As his angel ..... as he worships the ground that you walk upon
My only desire is to be with you
To touch you
To breathe you into my soul
To feel you in my heart
My soul
And to set my spirit free ....... to soar
Ito the sky that is your love
You fill me with passion ..... unbridled and running free
Racing to primal instincts
And the true emotions that make a man a man and a woman a woman
Seperate ...... but united as one
Dark days have vanished by the eternal glow of our love
That shines through your eyes
And brightens not only darkness of Earth
But also the darkness of the heart
The soul
The spirit
Love's eternal light
Burning with the intensity of a thousand suns
Scorching the doubts and insecurities of failed loves of the past
You are the eraser of the pains from the past
The Utopia of this everlasting moment
And the guarantee that the future will be beyond any love ever recorded | |
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| Are You Strong Enough to Bleed ..... and Love
Posted: 10/11/2007 9:42:43 AM | Broken_Wings
Are You Strong Enough To Bleed
Msg: 87
Posted: 7/10/2006 3 53 PM
I got a poem of mine for yall and it IS my poem, just inace some will say its not.
~Becareful~
Everybody told me to be careful with him that he is not what he seem's to be and that he is an dangerious man but what did they know they bearly know him at all and they don't know what he's really like from inside and out all they know is what they have been told, by other's
and they think they know every little thing about him but they don't.
We met through a friend of a friend at first i thought he was a little strange and odd but i blew it off because everybody is different when you'r first meeting them we sat down at the bar to start talking, and get to know one another better through talking.
He sounded like an decent type of man he was very respectful kind and honest and what he had said sounded like it was comming from deep within his heart and soul but little did i know what had happend, that night would have happend the way it did.
We left the bar to go somewhere quiet and to talk without all the loud crowd being around when we headed out the door he stoped me and got infront of me and open the door like a true gentleman should, have at first it sent a bad vibe down my spine the way he rushed infront of me.
Heading out to his truck he kept looking behind him to see if anybody was following us i didn't think much of it so i looked at him and smiled and he had this sparkle look in his eye's i've herd he has been through alot of pain, and hurt but i never knew what would have happend that night after we left the bar was to happend.
We got to his truck and he opend the door for me and waited until i got settled in the truck and he shut my door rushed to his side of the truck got in as quickly as possible and slammed and locked, the doors again i thought nothing of it.
So we started heading away from the parking lot of the bar and he started to speed up a little bit faster i just thought maybe he has alway's drove this way but he didn't slow down we came to an redlight, and he slammed on his brake's makeing my stomach tie in knot's.
We finnaly made it to where we was going and when we had pulled up he was still acting like the gentleman he was in the begining of the meet he got out of the truck and walked over to my side and, slowly open the door and let me out.
He told me he had an wonderful time tonight and he wishes this night would never have to end and then he closed my door and gave me the key to the hotel room that he had rented for the night, he told me go in make myself at home and he'll be in when he get's the stuff out of the truck.
I walked into the room and notice there was one king size bed the lights was off so i tryed switching on the light's it took it a minute to come on but it came on and he walked up behind me, with an black leather bag.
He told me to close my eye's he has something specialy for me so i did as i was told to do he reached in the bag and grab the blindfold and put it over my eye's where i couldn't see nothing, but pitch black he threw me on the bed with my leggs tied and hands behind my back.
He turned up the radio as loud as it would go so nobody could hear my scream or cry for help then he grabbed a knife out of his bag and started cutting my clothe's off with the knife peice's by peice's, the whole time it was happending i kept hearing my friend's voice saying
becareful over and over.
I preyed the lord if i ever escape from this i will not just brush off what my friend's tell me and i will listen to the message more clearly and i'm sorry for being the way i was toward's her, i wonder how could this happend i'm only 21 year's old and he looked like he was only 27.
When i got free i grabbed the knife and gashed him in the knee makeing him fall to his knee's
and ran out the door and called the police and told them what had happend, the police arrived at the place and found out he was in his late 50's and told me i was one of the
lucky one's i made it out alive.
It's been 7 year's later and i've moved out and started a new life and now i watch behind me every step i take and i never leave my house alone i don't even go out to have fun anymore i still wish i would have, listen to what my friend's told me that night.
Maybe i would not have had to go through that pain and all those hour's of fearing for my life a few day's have passed and i get a phone call from an person i have never herd of in my life and his voice, was so rusty and he whisperd the word's "i'm back".
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