He used my body
As if I was worth nothing
He said he loved me
But he never really meant it
I loved him back
With all my heart
Without knowing
That I will forever have scars
He hurt me so bad
But it felt so good
He loved my body, but not my soul
I betrayed my heart and my brain
Can I forgive myself? Can I forgive his ways?
I looked into his eyes
All I saw was blood and pain
I will never forgive myself for hurting him in vein
I needed to speak out, not for him, but for me
And he had no idea what he has done to me
You may think I'm a slut
You may think I'm gross
You can think what you want
I don't care anymore
YOU ARE READING
Deep Talk
PoetryThis "book" will have many poems about how I feel or how others may feel about certain things. Happy and sad things.