the cold cuts through me-
bloody and deep.
I want to get warm,
but all I can do is sit and weep.
you left me broken and hurt
and feeling depressed.
I said I was sorry and I love you,
but you weren't impressed.
we fought about the abuse
and you didn't believe me.
I tried to explain it all-
how else would a child know what I saw?
I felt his body on top of me,
heavy and hot
and I cried out in pain
as I fought with everything I got.
he says he does it
because he loves me,
but what kind of love is that?
the truth I just can't see.
I want to be warm
but you left me.
I want you to believe,
but it never will be
Nobody Believes I Was Abused
I want you to know I know how it feels. I am 32, when I was 4 years old my Biological father started to rape me when my mother didn't please him. I was raped for 8 long years, by him and...
Never Will Be
Published: October 2009