my body is stained with what you did to me.
my skin burns from your fingers,
in my room,
the scent of you lingers.
i cant shake the feeling that your always there,
holding me down by my wrists,
and smelling my hair.
i was yuong and scared of you,
i screamed but it was no use,
you already decided what you were going to do.
when we first met you were 10 feet tall,
but now after what you put me through,
all i see is somone pathetic, someone small.
you took away my childhood,
before i was ready to let it go.
you made me learn things,
that i wasnt ready to know.
sexual abuse!
no, this did not happen to me...but this happens every single day to innocent people...sometimes even by family members! thats sick! these innocent people dont deserve it and there is not a damn thing we can do about it...this is an original poem!!Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
