I Am a Victim of Molestation

I evoke the moaning Stars, Bad memories reviving behind my bars. I recur not having a care ; Imagining we were soulmates. I relive being so elated, To bring it to the top. I remember where it all started ; And where my meekness stopped. I recall the closing door - The way he fiercely corked. I remember being so afraid ; The way he wildly looked. I try to forget the menace, But I was forcibly stuck. And I recall the obscession that occurred The moment he tried to wave. I effort to neglect the disgrace and woe! Curtaining for the bright. But I remember from that day; Life was never the right. I remember meagre more, As the years passed. And I am still trying to escape; From the massacre of his lust. I remember my family didn't know, And I am not competent to share of. But I am afraid to go out; As the neighbours are ready to harass of.