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A plea

Poetry

This is the poem that I wrote after my ex-step-father beat and raped me and I finally started coming out about it. Almost 10 years later, I still cringe at the thought of him. I still get worried when I am left alone with an older guy. I still have...

A plea

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by RionRenee

by RionRenee

I know you hear my crying,

so deep inside of me.

Why won't you just go away,

and leave me be?

Why do you hurt me?

Do you think it's fun?

Why don't I go ahead and,

shoot myself with a gun.

My body's full of bruises.

My head full of memories,

of my brother and my sisters

seeing what you did to me.

I'm not your little prostitute.

I'm just a little girl.

I hope when you get older,

you'll treat me like your daughter.

(Written in 2007 - 14 years old)