He touched my skin
And whispered my name like it belonged to him
Like I belonged to him

So I'll pray now
But see that my knees are bleeding
God please take his sins away
I say his sins because ik there his
That an innocent young like me
Was sinless
Until he spoke his non sense
His blasphemys became such a big part of what marks me
Of what has stained my morning prayers
Begging for it to be a good day
Because I know I'll always remember that sinful taste

Now when I remember those moments my feet run away without me
And I get left behind  in my head
In angany
Why did it have to be me  

They say God gives the worst battles to his strongest solider
But right now I'm  disappointing him
Disappointing my family when they ask what's wrong and I say "nothing just tired"

But I am tired
Tired of hearing misguided tongues
Calling a young female a hoe
When the one moment I ever felt like one was when
I was forced

Belittling me to feel alone







He grunted his crys of pleasure
While I deemed myself worthy of living
And I still am worthy of living


Now when a beloved holds my waist I force myself to remember
These are better days