Rape

Sindy's tears

Liana — Sat, 28 Jul 2012 06:05:22 +0000

Sindy is loved by all the guys

but she does nothing about it,

just looks out the window while her nailpolish dries.

Sindy hides herself from everything outside

and whenever we see her walking to school

Her face seems to get sadder with every stride

But the thing is, sindy never cries.

She hides her pain so well

but you can see everything when you look into her eyes.

She wonders why god let that man steal from her

And suddenly nothing is worth living for

because no body will ever be able to comfort her.

People say that she cries at night so that no body will hear

but we still don't understand why

she would shed a single tear

Her parents are rich and give her everything she wishes for

Like i said, the boys can't stop thinking about her,

and she never had to do a single chore.

Sindy's distress is still a mystery to be solved

but with every year she got older,

it seems as though her glow slowly disolved

and just last fall she committed suicide

and suddenly everyone is trying so hard

to find what she was desperatley trying to hide

Any Feedback Welcomed

eyes

rowdock — Sat, 09 Jul 2011 23:00:15 +0000

They’re times
When I’m alone
When rain taps my window
And the darkness curls around me
I’m forced to remember
You
You gruetest figure
Your brutal fingers
And those evil psychotic
Eyes
D*** that’s what I hate the most
Those God D*** eyes
I see them everywhere now
They appear where they don’t belong
Uninvited on stranger’s faces
On family and friends
Makes me hate them all
Because of you
Makes me afraid to get close
To anybody
Cause of those God D***
Eyes
Your Evil
I thought one day
I could be rid of it
That one-day
Your mark would fade
But scars don’t fade
Now I don’t think
I can ever be
That little girl again
No you stole that from me
When you put yourself
In me
God now I see you
Everywhere

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peaches94 — Mon, 14 Mar 2011 18:59:37 +0000

A thousand beats per second.

A light that only illuminates the soul.

A child's unheard cries for help
as the last of innnocence is torn from her grasp.
A thousand years may pass, yet the
humiliation shall never cease

It follows, pursues, chases
no matter how far she runs,
the world could never be big enough
to hide the pain

A deep breath,
she closes her eyes,
there is only one escape
life was not a gift, only a curse

She sways and plunges
a million beats per second
redemption can only be found in oblivion
bathed in illumination she counted the moments

and as she fell

she never felt so alive

innocence lost

TheRoqitChronicles — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 11:17:22 +0000

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

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

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

From me

How could you

This

What you took could never be returned

Or refunded at any cost

Forever burned in my memory

My innocence lost

Forgotten Angel

RockyGirl97 — Fri, 31 Dec 2010 22:35:25 +0000

I lie stock still in my bed,
Waiting terrified in the dark,
His shouting rings through my head,
But his bite's worse than his bark.

I dread when I go school,
And have to cover what he does,
My friends thinks he's so cool,
They've never seen just us.

I can smell him from my bed,
Vodka, Whiskey and Beer,
My nose is running, my eyes are red,
I'm crying and he can hear.

He doesn't like that much,
'Only girls cry' he says,
Well, he doesn't really say as such,
More like yells; the same as everyday.

He sits down on my bed,
He takes off all my clothes,
He's got it drilled into my head,
It so important that nobody knows.

He leaves me when he's done,
Exhausted, weak and sore,
Right now, I just want my mum,
But she's not here any more.

She was killed, and I know how,
By he who said 'I love you'
He says that to me now,
Sometimes I wish he'd kill me too.

Remembrance of a Child

SnowPoetry — Sun, 08 Aug 2010 21:25:54 +0000

This poem is written for all children taken from this world by rape and abuse.

Remembrance of a Child
By: Adam M. Snow

Remembrance of a child,
born tender and mild,
not an age past eight.
Such innocent filled eyes,
this world despise,
now lying in this grave.

She would laugh and play,
every night and every day,
with that smile upon her face.
She could light up the world,
when she danced and twirled,
now her essence is broken.

She never done no harm,
with her joyous charm,
now her essence is tainted.
She didn't deserve what she got,
yet the people soon forgot,
how she died in vain.

Taken from home by a family friend,
raped and abused, soon would be her end.
Now tarnished and left for dead,
cold and alone she waits,
as the world berates,
now naked and afraid, she dies.

Remembrance of a child,
born tender and mild,
yet taken at a young age.
Such innocent filled eyes,
this world despise,
now lying in this grave.