Poor Thing

A Poem about Rape

 It happens to other people
You say "how sad"
You say "poor thing"
But when it's you
It's something else
It's everything.

You'd never believe the nightmares
You'll never know the pain you caused
You'll never see the scars you left
The things you stole
Your starring role
In everythingthing lost.

You took my body and you tore it in half
You took my Childhood and my heartbeat and my laugh
You took everything that I kept for myself
And then you're gone...