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A Sad Poem.Why Did You Take My Young Innocence Away?

Updated on September 8, 2014
Lost innocence.
Lost innocence.

A Young Girls Inner Thoughts And Feelings

Why? My mind is screaming Why?

There is no reason that this should have happened to me.

There is just no reason I tell myself,

Why would this have to happen to me?

It is so " Just not right".

Someone I trusted with all my heart, betrayed me.

Leaving me a broken sad shell of a child,

a mere young girl of 13. I was.

For months and months on end. I hid, and endured this terrible and horrible secret.

I was afraid and I told nobody.

I did my very best to put on a happy face, and even my family did not know the pain I was in, and what I was going through. The turmoil cut through me like a knife.

Because of you " the person", that was so close to me, and that I trusted.

My life will never be the same.

You violated me in the worst way possible.

You took my young innocence and made it into your dirty little secret.

How could you do this to me?

I trusted you... I really trusted you.

All the tears are hidden away deep in my heart.

At night I hug my pillow and cry in silence to myself.

I don't regret all my hateful thoughts about you,

and I wish I could kill you.

Through it all, you could not, and did not break me.

Hey You.

Don't tell me there is no help...

Frick you.

I will go on and survive no matter what.

Burn in Hell you monster.

You have never ever done nothing good in your life.

You are nobody, and you don't exist for me anymore.

You are scum, and vermin at it's worst.

You were never there for anyone all these years, and could never be bothered with anyone ever.

You lived as a lowlife, your whole life through.

Somehow you gained my trust along the way, how could I have known the real you.

I am young, and did not know who you really were, until it was to late, and I was so afraid to tell..

But now I am calling you out. I finally did tell.

After all my nightmares , and hell that I have endured by your hand.

I am here to say, I am strong, and I am not giving up without a fight.

So now you are going down.. for the dreadful deed that you have done.

You are in jail, and now in a hell of your own.

And I will still survive, because you are gone.

Gone forever...



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    • Snakesmum profile image

      Jean DAndrea 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      And unfortunately, it happens all too often, and many never tell.

    • The Red Feather profile image

      Shannon 5 years ago from Melbourne

      so very deep...(sometimes it's hard to say the right thing!)

      thank you for sharing