Innocence stolen
He touched you didn’t he? he sneaked into your room late night, while you were sleeping but the motion of his hands suddenly woke you up. Tears falling because once again your innocence was stolen, by someone you called your friend or maybe it was a man who your mom once trusted. or maybe a stranger who came and stole your virginty like a thief in the night. and yet they get to move on with their lives but not I, Im stuck with the scars, flashbacks and bruises. and not the bruises that will eventually go away, but the bruises that physically stain your mind. feeling unworthy of love from another person, my heart is broken. But you’re free, and out in this world breathing
(2015)
