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His eyes watch my body
His breath can be felt on the back of my neck.
His teeth can be felt on my shoulder
His hands roaming over what he is making his.

I lay there crying and begging
I know it won’t stop till he has broken all he can
I feel pain I’ve never felt as my innocence is broken
You smile and enjoy this

When it is over you hit me and leave me
All I can do is lay there in the alleyway
All I can do is cry because I am dieing on the inside.
 

Reviews

[Angela]

This is a heart wrenching poem. Soo very sad. To have something as precious as your innocence stolen away. It must be difficult, but still you go on. To be able to write about it shows that he didn't break everything. You are still a strong person with a strong will to survive. Bravo!!

[C.T. Bailey]

Wow. I can relate to this as my sister who lives in Chicago was recently mugged. She managed to escape, but since as phoned me in tears many times. Reliving the hurt and terror. I wish I could take it away from her...I wish I could take the hurt from you. Painful write. It is very now and poignant.

Todd