One more cut and she will die
Another slice, she'll be alright
Your smile on her mind
Her thoughts forever stained
Are you happy now?
You played a game
One she could never win
The rules were to torture
Her job was to suffer
Taking it all but her pain
She did everything in vain
Horror surrounds
She can hear your laughter
Destroyed her trust
Shattered her life
Are you happy now?
She'll never be okay
You never became satisfied
She puts a smile on her face
To make it through the day
Just another lie
You made her tell
Until the day she dies,
Go lucky girl will not be the same
And The truth will be hidden
Because of you,
There's so much she will not say
Until today when because of you,
She had dug her own grave
Are you happy now?
You took her Innocence
Ruined her life
A secret shed never tell...
Because she is truly me....
YOU ARE READING
Sexual Abuse Poem
PoetryI've been sexually abused. It led to mocking, shame, dishonor, and blame. Everyone had so much sorrow for others, until it happened to me.
