Molested

I'm going to share with you all...a dark part of my past. A part that makes me sick and angry...an innocence that didn't last. It was a time most don't remember...a time I can't forget. A time I felt no peace or love...a time I just don't get. I know that I can trust you...I know you can relate. Some of you have suffered my pain...and have also shared my fate. I've driven through his town...with trembles and violent shakes. Sometimes I want to hunt him down...and get back what he takes. I wonder why I had to lose...why I couldn't win. My dignity and self-respect...are now gone with the wind. I wait for death to find me...my pain and memories I pray death takes. Then maybe I will find true peace...when I can no longer awake.