Notice of absence from NinjaGirl
Will be absent until Jan 6th. Happy holidays to all!
Will be absent until Jan 6th. Happy holidays to all!
days when I'm really low
conflicting in my mind
yes I was sexually assaulted
it was against my will
but at least I was wanted
at least someone thought I was pretty
or attractive
or something.
nobody ever seems to love me
they pretend to
so they can use me
but if they use me
at least I was wanted
even if by a pedophile
even if by family
all incidents illegal
but at least I was wanted.
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NinjaGirl (
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- Comment from author about the poem: When my self-esteem is low, these thoughts tend to come. Then, later followed by ones in which I blame myself. It conflicts my mind. People calling you pretty...just so they can have nude pictures of you. Someone giving you a hug...just so he can shove his hand down your pants. It's confusing. Manipulative, maybe? A false sense of security preying on a weak soul...to use and then discard. I'm not sure I know what love is anymore. I've never related more to that one song that goes like: "what is love? baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more."
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