Never Had A Chance

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

why did this monster
choose me to be his prey
i never cried for mercy
i never got the chance

I’ve never had a boyfriend

I’ve never been kissed

I’ve never been loved on

I’ve never had a chance


I’ve never been to high school

I’ve never been to prom

I’ve never been ranked or tested or taught

I’ve never had a chance


I’ve never been cared for

I’ve never been understood

I’ve never been held close

I’ve never had a chance


Why did this monster

Choose me to be his prey

I never cried for mercy

I never had a chance


Who does he think he is

To find pleasure inside me

As hard as I fight [with all of my might]

I never had a chance


His sweat pouring down me

Drenching me with pain

How was I to know what would happen

I never had a chance


His breath panting with excursion

With every pump and thrust

I want to burn the pleasure off his face

I’ll never get the chance


His grunts of pleasure are almost

Drowned out by my screams and whelps

I’ve never felt the pleasure

I’ll never get the chance


Why did I walk this path?

The one that led me here?

Why didn’t I just go home?

I’ll never get the chance


I wish that he’d just finish

I wish that I could run

I wish that I could turn back time

I’ll never get the chance


His body over mine

His sickly sweet smile

His silver blade is glinting

His silver blade turned red.

Submitted: August 13, 2007

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Robert Storm

Great, an inside view of a sad world that is a reality to some. Isn't it a shame to know that there are devils among us and that they can be us (humankind.)

Mon, August 13th, 2007 2:11am


I agree. Thanks for taking the time to comment.

Sun, August 12th, 2007 7:53pm


Awesome work of art. Powerful, and descriptive. A glimpse into the thought process of a helpless victim.
Unfortunately, the world is full of predators. Keep up the great work!

Brian (bellavistabear)

Mon, August 13th, 2007 2:41am


Thank you very much! That was exactly the sense I was trying to convey.

Sun, August 12th, 2007 7:52pm



Mon, August 13th, 2007 9:31am



Mon, August 13th, 2007 9:02am

Korie Liebe

Incredible. When I saw the title, I thought it was another poem about Chris. But when I began reading it, I knew I was dead wrong. This is magnificent, Scarlett. Every time I read one of your works I am amazed by all of the creativity and emotion you put into it. You have no idea how proud I am to be a fan.

Mon, August 20th, 2007 12:42am


Why thank you! That really means a lot to me. This one was sorta spur of the moment but all the same I thought it turned out pretty good and I'm glad you liked it too.

Mon, August 20th, 2007 11:45am

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