Never
Sexually assaulted
By you.
But
You actions raped
My mind and soul.
Destroying a child
Filled with hope
And Dreams.
As my tears
Form a noose
Around my neck.
Each new tear
Adds an additional loop
Until thirteen is reach
And tightened.
As the trap door
Opens.
Therisa © 2013
Author's note: Originally posted, on a peer supported PTSD site.
1 comment:
Wow, this was sad.
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