Innocence

by Elizabeth   Aug 1, 2007


Comfort zone,
violated
screams for help,
shunned
his touch,
blood curling
he took my innocence
for his pleasure,
my smile, my laughter,
gone.
whats left of me
but an arm of scars,
still tears remain
he doesn't know my pain.
who am i
what have i become,
I'm slipping away
ready to fall
I'm nothing
nothing at all.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments