You looked at me and I knew I was gone, it was done. Those big brown, intense eyes pulled me in so fast, I didn't even have time to think about where I was stepping. Little did I know, I was falling into the deepest depths of an ocean and started to drown. You ripped everything away from me. You took my purity, my honesty, my love for life, and everything in it... away from me. Most importantly, after you took what was already a broken and damaged girl and hid my pieces so I could never find them, you then chose to taint my caring heart my vibrant soul. I look at you and I feel nothing but hatred and rage; after all I did to please you, you couldn't help yourself but to want more. I still remember the day you looked me in the eyes and told me you purposely hurt me just to see how far I'd go. That day changed me forever. I was 16 and you were my first love. Can I even call it? I honestly don't know what it was... but here I am. The only difference is, I am no longer weak. I am no longer under captivity of those eyes that saw through every inch of me. I am free. You can keep my past but you will NEVER touch my new skin with those vicious hands ever again.
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The beginning, until now
PoetryThis is the story of my past to present life expressed in short stories, poems, letters, and quotes.
