This Is My Pain

When we talked I once liked you,
But as soon as you touched me I learned to hate you.
The way you looked at me you took
me back to my past,
When I looked at you my eyes turning cold,

I said this is my story unfold, now you think I'm sick,
But I dont care, I will let you the reader pick.
He raped me when I was ten
And I vowed that would never happen again.
He wounded me, and put dirt into my wounds,
Now hate runs through my wounds and travels in my veins,
It eats at my flesh and stays manifested in my brain.
I have learned to love, this monster has made me
feel peaceful like a dove.
Maybe you think I'm in pain, maybe that's why I like the rain?
My skin feels like its on fire,
I want to rip the flesh from my bones,
But I have too much pride to commit suicide,
Although there are times I think about it,
I think of how my friend's and family
would react to it,
If I did that I would be weak,
And I need to Stay strong.
So I hold my head high, and pretend I could reach the sky,
I tried to rely on time, but soon realized time isn't always mine.
Sometimes I feel like a mime, but I always know victory is mine.
So here I am, telling you my plan,
If you think of me as any different
Just remember,
This is me and who I really am.