Ivasion

Of course I was scarred
by the sickly events
         
           I was young.
                           so young!

Paired with a friend
made it much more conceivable.

afforded defiled gifts

                      we succumbed.
 always in indecent woods
 always to my young disdain.

                      yet I succumbed.

                               scarred-
                                        of course.

still clashing 
with defiled demons



suicide pill-
at times an option

molestation
      a cruel invasion-
demented equation

Still I survive- 
                  somehow.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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