The Virgin suicide

Ceci est un poéme qui a été posté par une amie " Miss Sawyer" dans Son Blog :

If I had known
What you had envisaged
I will never come
To join you in full street

I was 13 years old and I was stupid
I believed that you were different
from the other boys
Perhaps that you liked me
In fact, you were even more idiot

At the beginning, it was as
in my most insane dreams
You kissed me in the neck
You wanted that we walk a little bit
You took my hand ,
you seemed so happy
You took me along a little to the variation of the world,
In a small very dark lane
I realized too late that
My dream was going to become a nightmare

Suddenly, you were not any more the same one
You plated me against the wall, finished “I love you”
You told me that you had desire of me
That I could not anything against you

You held me against the wall and you tightened,
A hand on my mouth to prevent me from shouting
I felt your raucous breath in my nape of the neck
While you tore off me my skirt

I could not know what to do
Your hand always on my mouth obliged me to conceal
I tried to escape
But you held me with firmness

I felt my legs to bend
I believed that I was going to die
I begged you glance
but it was without hope

My skirt fallen by ground
Your already open Jean
I was terrified
But you, you laughed

You stuck yourself against me
There was no more that my breeches to separate me from you
At this time I requested God to disappear
Not to hear your sighs more

I felt an atrocious pain
You had penetrated me with force
Your hands explored each piece of my being
I couldn't shout any more, no sound did not leave
You took your foot, I were your toy

When that amused you more
You turned me over
And started again
By behind, to change

I had even more pain
I felt so dirty
You had soiled me,
Ruined my life forever

When you felt your pleasure coming
You knelt me in front of you
Opened my mouth to you, inserting your fingers there
And you inserted me your dart there, without preventing

I wanted to throw up
I wanted to die
you Evacuated your sperm in my mouth
You forced me to swallow all the ladle

And then you left
While leaving me there
Only, naked and ravaged
With deepest of me

You have make me just swear
Never to speak about it
Saying that were for sure that I had liked that
Even if I did not acknowledge it

I loved you, you know
And my virginity,
I will have given it to you
If you had thought of asking me
Before violating me!


Il m'as trés touché et m'as rappelé un Chef d'oeuvre cinématographique qui est The Virgin Suicide :
C'est un Film a voire avec une musique a ecouter et une histoire a apprecier .
Merci Miss Sawyer pour cette nostalgie ....