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Shattered.

You shattered my innocence
To mere peices on the floor
But you couldnt stop there
Because you wanted more

I remember every time it happened
It plays over and over in my mind
I wish I could get rid of these memories
To just leave it all behind

I cant trust anyone with this secret
I'm too scared that they might tell
But living with it day after day
Makes my life a living hell

Theres one time I remember the most
The time you actually "did it"
You raped my 4 year old body
And told me "This is our secret"

Even then, when I was so young
I knew what you were doing was wrong
But in fear of how much bigger you were
I just decided to go along

I remember every detail of it
The blood dripping between my thighs
I remember the excrutiating pain
And you trying to cover my cries

There was other girls you did this to
All right about my age
Now thinking back to all of it
Fills my body with rage

All the others who you did it to
They were really brave
They told someone they trusted,
But I'll take this to my fucking grave

Author notes

I found this today i forgot i wrote it i dont know if its on here already but im pretty sure it isnt.
Written November 13th, 2005

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  • strawberrie2005
    November 15, 2005
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    I LOVE THIS POEM wonderful work keep it up... thanks for taking the time to share it!


  • interruptedangel19
    November 14, 2005
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    Very powerful. It reminds me of myself, I can't really type right now because I'm crying so hard. I was raped when I was four, I have never told alot of people. SO I'll write more when I can stop crying.


  • DenyMyLove
    November 13, 2005
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    Intense! I hope this didn't happen to you, but if it did, I am so very sorry! You really do need to talk to someone about it if it did. It'll help, trust me! I just recently was able to confront the man who did this to me. Even though he made sick excuses it felt good to get those feelings of rage out. It felt even better when I talked to my best freind about it. Sometimes hearing other tell you how sick it was helps even if you already know that it was.


  • roguexzia
    November 13, 2005
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    "tears" This is poweful and no mistaking the point.....it makes me sick that this is someones reality.....this poem is emotionally powerful, it pulls sadness and rage out of me......Keep writting.