Isis's blog: "A Letter"

As you trace your finger's along my back, my breathing becomes faint. The suttle kiss along my spine, send my mind into unknown territory. Feeling you breath on my neck, gives me the feeling of being on a cloud. Weightless, floating, free. The look in your eyes, tell's me I'm taken care of. The passion in your movement, tell's me I should not worry. The sound of your voice, gives me that comfort I always looked for. Who are you? My knight and shinning armor? My mind telling me this is what I've longed for? That smile spread's across your face and let's me see the light. In my own world I'd think this was a dream. In your world it's my reality. Let me sleep across your chest and take in your scent. This is one night of unforgettable passion. This one night I don't want to forget.

Another night alone. Another thought of your face enters into my mind. Another intake of your scent gives me butterflies. Another thought of your kiss makes my heart skip a beat. Another night on my lonely street. Another night of tears from missing you. Another night when I have to think of my dreams knowing they won't come true. Another night beating myself to the point of no return Another night when my world burns. Another night on my lonely street, Never thought I'd get this deep. The depression and broken-heart, Never did I think they would start. Another night in my room, my lonely street, Another night when I have to think about why you left me.

I remember seeing mother sit in the kitchen and cry, All because you hit her and didnt tell her why. The pain and suffering you put all of us through, No wonder I grew up and got rid of you. Seeing my mother in so much pain, It always felt like acid rain. I knew the nights to stay away from you, But it was to often you acted like a fool. How would you feel if that was me, Someone whooping my %#&@$! all up and down the street. Im your little girl and always have been, but you taught me a huge lesson about sin. Looking down on me in the hospital bed, You tell yourself my little girl was almost dead. But father I'm not. So this letter is to you, So you can see what you put me through. Mother taught me to stay strong, And you taught me to fear. But no more will I do that, because I refuse to shed another tear. This letter is to you so you can see, How strong of a women you made out of me.