I Was Only 18

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    I Was Only 18

    I thought I knew where my life was going
    knew what I wanted the minute I saw your smile showing,
    we talked, and laughed, and connected in so many ways
    wasn't long until with you I spent the majority of my days,

    Finally I found the love I had been searching for
    I didn't have to look anymore,
    days turned to months, and boy time flew
    together through adventures and tragedies our love grew,

    one night you asked me if I would share join my life with yours
    to the heavens I thought my heart would soar,
    I wanted nothing more than to be your wife
    to share in this world, everything good, even the pain and strife,

    One dreadful weekend changed my life without warning
    I spent the weekend with you, and now have spent the rest of the time mourning,
    you had gotten into trouble, and we thought you were going to be sent away
    with just my luck, right before the holidays,

    So with you I wanted to spend what time I could
    didn't think anything would come of it, unless it was good,
    dinner was wonderful, then there was some wine
    glass after glass in too short of a time,

    I started to feel woozy and wanted to relax
    so I went to soak in a hot bath,
    forgot to lock the door behind me
    never expected as I was getting out, you'd be there rushing at me,

    Everything happened so quickly
    my head hit the corner of the tub so sharply,
    I cried and said no, please don't do this to me
    you didn't listen, you wanted to have your way with me,

    I lost track of time as everything went dark
    came to later with a start,
    laying in the bathroom floor, no one in site
    weeping softly, I cleaned myself as best I could, shivering with fright,

    why couldn't you have waited for our wedding night?
    you stole my virginity, that wasn't right,
    I've cried myself to sleep so many times
    and after the weeks that followed, I'll never forget the crime,

    within weeks I was hospitalized
    miscarried the pain that you fertilized,
    I ran from you with all my might
    slowly with time, faded the fright,

    Nearly 6 years has passed since you took everything from me
    I thought for the rest of my life that I'd be hollow and empty,
    I still wake from sleep from nightmares and tears
    but no longer do I hold anymore fears.

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    rollerderby commented on I Was Only 18

    07-27-2009

    This Was done very well, but such a sad story, I can't say I know how you feel, all I can say is i'm sorry! i hope life has gone on and that the pain has faded and that you will find the love you seek to help you erase the past. well done dear.

    Strider commented on I Was Only 18

    07-23-2009

    Ooh, another reason why wemen would never trust us, I am truly sorry dear. And glad you have moved on from this experience. Nevertheless a great poem snd now that you have shared with all of us, I hope the nightmares go away, take care.

    Jedi4Jesus commented on I Was Only 18

    06-29-2009

    I appreciate your vulnerability here. It must have been real difficult in terms of pain, but easy in terms of your soul searching for meaning in the situation. Your words were flowing ever so candidly. Thank you once again for sharing.

    jimmyfigs26 commented on I Was Only 18

    05-21-2009

    thats a surprise ending, and if this really happened to you then i'm sorry, thats fucked up on so many levels and i dont find it appropriate to comment on your poem. but if you feel so inclined and you wouldnt mind send me a message and i'll give you a serious critique.

    WordSlinger commented on I Was Only 18

    04-01-2009

    Very good rhyme patterns

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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