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More to me then there seems

I was Young

I was Free

There is more to me than what you see

A young girl who is afraid of her dreams

As her demons never leave .

Crying at night staring in to the moonlight

wondering if things are ever going to be alright

 

He's taking my pride

The girl that once thrived is now dead inside

because of what he did that night

Putting his hands round my throat so tight

until he cums inside as I screamed and cried

 

Everyday finding the strength to stay Strong

how did things go so wrong?

What he did to me that night lasted for so long

I just wanted it to stop as I knew it was wrong

Him taking advantage of me when my mum was away for the night

ill never forget the pain he caused me

and then left in the same week

didn't even apologize to me

for destroying not only me but my family

 

Left mum alone with 5 children 2 fathered by him

my beautifully sister will never see the pain that their dad caused me.

When they are old enough to understand I will have to tell then what he did

I really hope that they don't hate me

all because he raped me

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Douglas MacGowan

Fri 18th May 2018 22:16

What a powerful poem of something so horrible! I can really feel the pain and helplessness here. Nobody should have to go through that, but you have shown that those who have experienced the same are in no way alone.

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