Dec 2018
i was touched.
countless times, i was touched.
in between my thin legs, i was touched.
you...
you...
you...
you... you touched me.
did it make you feel good?
to do that to an eight year old?
grandpa?
no you...
you don't deserve that title...
fred?
did it make you feel good?
why?
and was that a good enough reason?
to touch me...
your own granddaughter...
you touched in between my thin legs.
did it make you feel good?
to touch me in such a ****** way...
you touched me countless times,
i, your grandaughter, was touched.
i was touched by you.
countless times, i was touched.
in between my thin legs, i was touched.
you...
you...
you...
you... you touched me.
did it make you feel good?
to do that to an eight year old?
grandpa?
no you...
you don't deserve that title...
fred?
did it make you feel good?
why?
and was that a good enough reason?
to touch me...
your own granddaughter...
you touched in between my thin legs.
did it make you feel good?
to touch me in such a ****** way...
you touched me countless times,
i, your grandaughter, was touched.
i was touched by you.
this poem was written because of some things that happened to me when i was younger. my grandpa molested me for about 5 years and has now been convcited for it. however, i'm still stuck with a lot of pain and fears about the future and men. i was lucky to have a family who defended me and took care of me. if you are being sexually abused, i feel deeply sorry for you. don't be afraid to ask for help from someone to help. because despite it being scary, you are the only one who can put yourself back together at the end of the day <3
