Poem5

How long will I be here?
How long will I cry?
How long until these scars heal?
How long until I'm my own?

I want to be unbroken,
Uncorrupted,
Clean
And whole

I wish my past didn't exist.
I wish I had more strength
To fight it.
I wish things would have been different.

He made me unwholesome.
He made me hurt.
He did it all.
He should repent