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Author: lylahgrace
Fiction Rated: T - English - Horror/Tragedy - Reviews: 2 - Published: 01-16-08 - Updated: 01-16-08 - Complete - id:2463503

Why did he have to do that to me?

Why did he have to hurt me so?

The savage, less than human monster

Taking something that wasn’t his to take

Forcing from me the very thing that made me pure

In violation, the sick bastard gained pleasure

I remember

I was torn from the inside out by his twisted hands

He ravished one that knew not

Too young to understand

Too young to understand anything other than the pain

I’ll never forget the pain

It’s like dying only without the sweet release

Torn into pieces yet still completely whole

He made me hate myself

He made me blame myself

Sixteen years after the fact

I can’t stop remembering

Even though I want to force his face from my memory

I never knew who he was

And I never knew why

But the terror was not he end of me

I have found hope in the arms of one that loves me

He made me feel as though I was whole again

That I never lost that part

I have found hope and an end to my tears

There is life beyond rape



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