Innocence

She stole my innocence,
  She took my pride
    She downright ruined my life

My screams went unnoticed
 My embarrassment and confusion rampant
  Can anyone even hear my strife?

She stole it...

 She stole it!

  Staring down at my naked body, she stole it

"Your man is going to love you" I remember the most
  My fear for my life kept her libido alive
   I just want to go home

What does this woman want from a child six years of age?

 Does the pain amuse her? 
  Did I do something wrong?

It's time to go home
 Nobody must know
  Would telling make her angry again?
    

On my way to the door,
 I whisper the only thing I can think of
          

"I'm Sorry...." 

Author's Note

I genuinely thought I did something wrong. I told nobody until 8 years later.

Reviews

[Rene Salinas]

What a defining moment. The representation got me quite a bit. There is an amount of emotional violence is the way this unfolded. Yet it happens and we are suppose to learn from it. Granted just by sharing something of this nature one could think it is moving in the right direction by making it concious.
Still it makes me think that at any turn the experience is there threatening develoment.

What a gret share though

Thankyou

[...]

Save the cold water falling
When silence falls
Death-like in her pallor
There's patchouli, spanish blossom, frankincense, and rose
My hair is tangled on the tree
I'm with you to forget my loneliness
I tell you, if God wants to take me, he will....
I won¹t go there.
I am talking to you
When you touch yourself again through me

I saw a white finger on a barbed wire fence.

my hair is tangled on the toooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

[Lily Mae]

These writes are so painful to read and yet so many of us can unfortunately relate. You penned all the emotions that go along with this act and moment very well.. It is important for us to vent or purge those feelings by writing them down and releasing them from our hearts and souls.. Well done..xo

[B-poet]

This is a deeply emotional & regretful type of poem. Unfortunately without a loving consent, innocence was forever lost within a web of deceitfulness. Loved the mix of dialogue & poetry here. Nice work. A gripping write & read. :)

[OneDayIFellAsleep]

Thank you very much!