I think back to when it happened,
think back to that awful day.
The day when it all happened,
the day he took "it" away.
Fighting. Yelling. Crying.
It didn't matter how loud I screamed.
Nobody came to help me.
Nobody came to set me free.
I still dream of running,
of trying to break away.
Of feeling him catch me,
every damn day.
I see him in the shadows,
even while I'm at home.
I close my eyes and pray he's gone,
only then I can't help but feel him.
To this day I feel him,
his tight grip on my wrists,
The pressure of his body
as I tried to resist.
He continued to thrust away,
as I fought and yelled and cried.
It didn't matter how loud I screamed,
Nobody came to help me.
Nobody came to set me free.
The Day He Took IT Away
Hello Skinny Cow, I wanted to give you distant gentle hugs and say to you that the greatest love of all is in your heart. If you can reach in and forgive within your own mind you will be...
My Virginity
Published by Family Friend Poems December 2018 with permission of the author.