I am the girl with the scar staining my face
The one you saw standing in the cold rain
withthat grim and taut smile that you call fake
You were that flash of glimmer that lit up my world
You were my knight in bright and shining armor
Who promised to me a new life with no strings attached
I should have known it was too good to be true
But I fell under the magical spell that you wove for me
The when I realized the danger and tried to escape
I was caught like a spider's prey in a web of deciet
The first time you touched me in those private places
I thought maybe I had give you the wrong impression
But then when you told me it was our secret I knew
You were twenty five and I was fourteen
You were not the one I had thought you to be
I called it rape and you called it consensual
I didn't know I could tell I wasn't even sure
whether what you did was really that wrong
But ever since then I've been haunted by nightmares
and an ache in the place you should never have entered
Now I am not just the girl with a scar stained face
Now I am the girl wtih a scar stained heart and a secret
That no child my age should ever have to keep inside
Author notes
My name is Becca and I am seventeen years old.
A contest entry
- May I Prompt You? X - Word Bank by Manda Kathryn.
400 points, ended January 11, 2009, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I was 14 too.
I never had the guts to write it as clearly as this though.
I can only think about it in riddles, or by making it detached and blunt, telling it 3rd person.
Otherwise it's like I'm back there again.
I'm so impressed by your strength and courage in putting this all down in words like this.
I'm glad you entered my contest so that i was able to find your work.
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This is so sad and sadly enough i can relate. It reads just like a short story.
Love D.L.
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