Its been so long and even though i know hes gone the nightmares wont go away.
What in life that once had color has faded to grey.
He took from me something that will never come back.
My soul happiness and love it lacks.
I was eleven when he did this to me.
Now for the rest of my life and that there after never again will i be free.
Because that fifty year old man took from me something so sacred as my virginity.
The pain the hurt that comes with that i feel like i wear it like a hat.
A hat i wear on my head its so bad i wish i were dead.
Its a pain like no one will ever know and i try so hard not to let it show.
I look at people like i do flowers.
I am a flower that has no chance to grow no room to bloom.
When that man did this to me i am sure he had no idea he had sentenced me to a life of pain and in the end certain doom.
