Shhh who will believe you?
He takes his hands and fills it with my innocence.
I feel it rip from my body. The blood from my soul drips down.
His lips suck my innocence away, like its what fuels his life.
I feel myself fading from light. I constantly scream on the inside.
He repeats his attacks and others copy his actions.
I swallow the pills to numb and forget the pain.
I will never be the same. Silence is where I hide.
Years pass and the attacks finally stop, all that is left is pieces.
The silence finally breaks, The reactions hurt just as bad as the attacks.
They people I confide in brush it off like it never happened.
The pieces that were left burst into flames. I am slowly being reborn.
From the ashes I will rise, but the scars will remain.
I did survive.
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