Once A Liar, Always A Liar Poem by Ann Thrope

i thought i could trust you,
figured i could believe you.
and when you said we'd just talk,
i didn't even see right through you.
we've both grown up,
even matured some,
but nothing could prepare me for another attack,
so i guess it's just a fact..

Once a Liar, Always a Liar.

now as i lay down to sleep,
i pray never to wake.
i feel dirty and used,
i can't believe i fell for it again.
how do you feel when you push me down,
try to force me down,
somehow make me stay down?
how does it feel when you hear me scream from fear and pain,
when you muffle my screams with your pillow?
do you feel big, strong?
do you feel powerful when i lay helpless beneath you,
paralyzed with fear and shock?
do you dream at night,
loving the sound of my pain?
i don't.
i don't sleep,
can't eat,
can't let myself dream.

I'm so afraid.