Once upon a time I wrote a poem
The title was "I Was Fourteen"
It talked all a out the lasting hold you had on me
The very day you ruined me
I am still haunted by you
Haunted by the memory
The very memory to never leave my head
The day you took advantage of me
The time I've spent with myself
Hating how my teens were taken from me
That very day will always be a reminder to trust your gut
Be wary of the ones who hurt you as they say the love you
Stay alert to the man who keeps you captive
Now 22 and I'm still here
But the life I was left with-
I can't even explain
I fear how far I'll go remembering the scene
That I can still feel the hurt
Of when I was fourteen
