He toke all she had

He pushed me down i cried,
please dont do this, he took my soul, i died.

this girl once told me he was no good,
i was scared, if i could run, i would.

he took the only thing i had left in me,
why didnt i just see.

hed done this to other girls, i knew,
i wish i made better choses, i really do.

in a small room is where i lie,
im silent and still, i dont even cry.

once hes done with me, i run,
he laughed and sighed, he thought this was fun.

what a horried person to do this,
he only started with a simple kiss.

i told him no, and no is that,
then he pushed me down and pat.

oh no, oh god, what should i do now,
i get down on my knees and god i bow.

i tell no one, to my lips wont let,
my mind and heart have this to set.

** a poem about a girl who had no chose but to give herself to a mad who was bigger and strong, who toke all she had, a poem, not about me, but about a fear of mine.- So many girls get abused and raped each day, we can all help. If you hear something, report it**