I started thinking and realized my self hatred began when he touched me . When his rough hands touched my silk skin. When he took away my innocence . He tainted my soul, but he lives like nothing happened and I started hating my body hating the silk and tearing it apart. Looking at the blood running out of each wound and smiling . Tell me now would you like to touch my body again and feel all the scars you caused because your hands are sinful and made me fall from heaven making me
