(rape) My way of letting it out
 

I could feel it tearing me from inside out
With all the pain and fear there's still a doubt
Like it's my fault, like what did I do wrong?
Even though it wasn't and I've known all along
I was in denial, i just couldn't admit
That this could happen to me, what is this shit?
I was young and scared so I put it aside
You said you loved me, wanted to make me your bride
But love isn't made from fear and pain
He used me, abused me all in vain
What do I do now that I realized the truth?
A permanent scar staining my youth
I need to move on but no matter where I go
The memories follow of me saying "no"

Re: (rape) My way of letting it out
 

If this is based on an actual experience, then I'm very sorry this happened to you :(
Beautiful poem! :)

Re: (rape) My way of letting it out
 

this is beautiful, and can be said for many things other than rape as well, though rape is the obvious one. I'm sorry if this happened to you, but you are a brilliant poet.