He comes towards me
with that glance in his eye
The one that makes me so scared
and makes me want to cry
I know he's aiming right for me
for I am in his path
One strong guy, one weak little girl
what do think is going to happen, you do the math
Stop chasing me
and stop tagging along
Please don’t pin me to the ground
just to prove that you're strong
Don't touch me there
stop it hurts a lot
You put your hands on me
like I'm Something that you bought
I wish you would stop touching me
like I belong to you
I'm not yours, I know that
and you should know it too
You make me feel so dirty
the way you put your hands on me
I'm not yours
What is it that you can't see
But you don’t and you go further
as I scream your hurting me so much
I say no a million times
but all you do is rub, grab, and touch
I'm pinned to the ground
fighting him all the way
Screaming, crying, lying, dying
I've already said no what else do I say
You know I won't tell
cause I'm terrified of you
I wish you would kill me instead of
putting me in all this pain I'm going through.
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Author:
Tonya515 (
Offline) - Published: November 17th, 2022 11:42
- Comment from author about the poem: Wrote this while being molested when I was 11.
- Category: Sad
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Oh honey,I'm so sorry,I've been there at that age,it is so hard to overcome,but you can,I put all of myself into the Lord,all of my strength and surrendered to the One True Lord,He cares about you so much,and He wants to heal your pain,
Thank you. I am working on that and healing myself. I appreciate your comment and I am so sorry you went through it as well.
Are you still kinda in the situation,I know that it not my business and I don't mean to pry,but it helps to talk to somebody that has been there,I'm 40,and just now got the courage to do something about it,private message me please I want to help you if I can ,be your support system,if you think that you might like that
I appreciate you and wanting to help. I dont know how to private message yet only found this site yesterday. I am thankfully not in that situation anymore. I am 36 and that happened from age 10-13. I numbed myself for years with substances and recently recovered fully clean from everything. So the traumas I covered up and numbed from my childhood and teen years are returning. Just trying to let it out and get feedback on my poems. I have so many but can only post one a day. Please send me a private message I would love to talk/make new friends. I lost my whole circle of close friends from 2016-2020, literally one a year one was my mom. So Im coming out of years of deep depression and trying to make new friends but its so hard as an adult to do that. Much love to you and hope to see a message from you. Thank you.
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