Rape

What was I to do scared I tried so hard to stop it but nothing I did helped, I couldn't scream and I have no idea why,maybe the fear from the fact the one thing I never really know if it would've happened to me did or the fact I didn't try while it was happening, I wish I could go back and change the mistake made but once made it's done. I can't ell my mother she'll never believe me, she'll think I meant for it to happen but I struggled and I fought but not hard enough obviously. A secret that haunts me for the rest of my life and God only knows that I never tied to do that. I still hold that fear within because I don't know who to really trust with this secret, in some ways I don't believe I know anyone who will just except this. This is the first time I have publicly announced this and I only hope that you won't look at me any differently; I need no sympathy I just hope that whoever else reads this poem how has been through the same will help make them stronger and know that they aren't the only ones, my heart goes out to you.