The rape of innocence had me there bleeding.
You came, you took part, you watched the blood make a trail through the concrete.
The hard stones in my back,
the wet grass in my hair
the writhing pain up my spine
the sick feeling in my stomach.
All because you had come inside of me and ripped me apart.
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Something of the past that flutters around me when I close my eyes. It is all over now though. The pain has passed and the tears have been flung from the metallic sky. The calming of the storm is here, and hope of great days smile to me from where "he" stands.
I know I can never regain the loss innocence, but each day a sunbeam reminds me that I'm worth it, and to push and to fight and to smile. And things begin to shine again and the world falls back into place and you don't feel so small anymore. xoxo