Something I wrote last night.
Get away let me be
you stole my innocence, don't you see
I am only six years
too early for painful tears
let me sleep, let me dream
please anyone hear my scream
what is this place?
why is it dark?
ugly memories I cannot erase
my body is branded with his mark
filth, shame and hate
I wish I could change my fate
to see myself young again
laughing, hoping, no more pain
raping me night after night
my small body is broken
I can no longer fight
my pleas were never heard nor spoken
I am filled with disgust
at his sick, twisted lust
do not touch me you scum
emotions drained, my mind is numb
he denied the truth
that he stole my youth
they accused me of lies
the truth is hidden from their eyes
look at my scars, do you now believe?
only then for me you will grieve.
I no longer cry
you know the reason why
I am trapped in my past
I am dying so very fast.
Blessed be,
Poena.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
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7:43 PM
Categories: Poetry, Stories of Victims
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4 comments:
This gave me goosebumps. Well done. I really really hope it's just creative writing and has nothing to do with your reality. I really hope so...
1001nights: Sometimes i wish this was not real too but sadly it is. Thank you for your comment.
Be Safe.
I liked it alot well done
Oh my god it made my hair stand up... very sad it is really sad. Just forget your past cuz you if you get stuck in it life will keep moving and you'll not get to enjoy it or make anything of it.
well done I liked it and it touched me:(
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