. *The morning after
When I told my mother
That he made me touch him
She took my to the bathroom
To wash my hands -
Because he made me* *****
*With his essence
Now that I am older
That* crime
*still lives on my skin
And in my mind
I can't help but wonder-
If I wouldn't have felt so soiled
Had everyone not told me
That I was that way
I was just a little girl
With big blue eyes
But I understood right then
That *** meant grime
They tell me that it's not my fault
That I had no part in the scene
It severed the ties in my mind
That made me a part of the thing
Now I still don't connect emotionally
During ***
Instead I simply submit-
Because that's as close to love
As I'll ever get* .
Oct 8, 2017
Oct 8, 2017 at 2:51 PM UTC
. *The morning after
When I told my mother
That he made me touch him
She took my to the bathroom
To wash my hands -
Because he made me* *****
*With his essence
Now that I am older
That* crime
*still lives on my skin
And in my mind
I can't help but wonder-
If I wouldn't have felt so soiled
Had everyone not told me
That I was that way
I was just a little girl
With big blue eyes
But I understood right then
That *** meant grime
They tell me that it's not my fault
That I had no part in the scene
It severed the ties in my mind
That made me a part of the thing
Now I still don't connect emotionally
During ***
Instead I simply submit-
Because that's as close to love
As I'll ever get* .
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