UNSPOKEN

A  telly tale of  words unspoken  drew drags on  my face
Painting my pain
These words  flooded my cheeks
I screamed for mercy
For help
The devil  marched  in between my thighs
And  paved a path  so dark
His  footprints are imprinted on the back of soul
I don't remember who i was  before  i met him

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