Innocence Stolen
He comes to my room
Late in the night
When my mom is asleep
And turns off the light
What do i do what do i do
He's by my bed side
He slips his hand under my cover
And i just cried
I'm only 12 years old
I don't like what he is doing
I feel so dirty and bad
My heart the hate is chewing
I can't take it anymore
Why won't he leave me alone
I just want to be a kid
But now my innocence is gone
He told me don't tell
It would kill my mother
He told me don't tell
He would kill my little brother
I feel so stuck
Who now will want me as a wife
There's only one thing left to do
So i took my own life
Copyright © April Mitchell | Year Posted 2013
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