innocence lost
hand pressed firmly against my mouth
He Stifled my fervent protests
He fondled my breasts clumsily
There wasnt a breeze strong enough
To cool the hot tears streaming down my cheeks
He stole me
My innocence
My inner sense
My sanctity
My chastity
Right there in the home i spent my first three years
My deepest fears were manifested
My faith tested
As he stole me
Couldnt look into his clear brown eyes
Because in them i saw my own
For some unknown reason i protected him
But what was left for me
After his thievery?
Nothing
He stole me
My essence, my prescence
My
Womanhood
How dare you take something from me
I have yet come to understand
Yet alone give to a man
You stole me
Pilfered the very thing
That as a woman should be cherished
Reserved for marriage
You took
Shook me to my core
Fucking thief
More was never enough
His sweat mixed with my tears dripped down my face
And erased my innocence
But never cooled my burning face
Nothing can replace what you removed from me
My purity
My
Private thing
That was never meant for you
How could you
Strike me for resisting
Bastard
Dastard hellion with eyes like mine
How could you
Do this to me
Then later ask me
To play silly childhood games
When you took mine away
Away
A
Wa
Y
From me
How could you
Do
This
To
Me
What you took could never be returned
Or refunded at any cost
Forever burned in my memory
My innocence lost
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Even having had an experience much like the one depicted in your prose, I find myself at a loss for words. I mean, how does one respond to a poem like this?
I feel there's no right or wrong response....things happen in our lives that hurt us, people hurt us, but its how we move on and become stronger that makes the difference...:-)