Scars
you live through life
trying to forget the pain
putting a smile on the face
makes no difference anymore.
you remember that night
when he reached out to you
your innocence was almost lost
your body shook without control.
you didn’t know what to do
you wanted to scream
but he had robbed your words
so you just waited in the darkness.
you felt your soul shrinking
your insides hurt
you were only fifteen and he twenty-two
and the world was about to devour you.
but you came in sense
and said no no no
he insisted to take you
no no no!
the alcohol flowing in his veins
was responsible for the atrocity that he almost committed
but the poison tired him off
and saved your life, youth, innocence.
the next day was horrible
you felt disgusted, corrupted
the next one was worst
and so the rest followed.
you were not able to love
another man or yourself
for he had taken a piece of you
that despicable night.
you live through life
trying to forget the pain
by putting a smile on your face
and learning to love again.
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