Fourteen
So very young
You raped my mind
Eight months later
Still a child
You claimed my body
Hear I lay in the wet warmth
Of sweat and blood
Quickly you came
And were gone again
Ravaged through my life
Four long years
I was to succumb
To your every will
Still I lay here
Raped and ruined
As the walls build up
Walls I longed for
When we were alone
My mind is dark
Full of evil thoughts
Provoked by painful memories
You stole my childhood
Removed a part
Of my lonely life
Now I gaze at your child
This child I gave my heart to
The only one to make me smile
But there is still a child
Trying to free itself
From inside my own mind
I go through life
On autopilot
Not experiencing pain
Not experiencing love
I strive to teach her
To choose better for herself
And hope she never wonders
How I got these scars on my soul
© 2005 flamesnflowers
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