Poets Pub 2019 Biggest Competition Ever - Vol Two

Secret Scars (Titanium_Bella) Wk - 8

Secret Scars

Defenceless, unable to protect myself

Fallen prey to the rapist game

Haunted by his devilish smirk

Robbed of my innocence

I plead for mercy

But the beast incarnate isn't done

Ripping my heart out of my chest, to him is fun

I'm the pun to his game

My Maidenhead, the price

He returns again, to retrieve his price

The price he stole from me

Just to fuel his narcissistic ego

Left me empty to fill the void he dug open

Taunted by my fears, now tagged as a nuisance

For a mistake I didn't make nor could avoid

But I guess it's now part of me

A burden created by the beast I once loved

Stuck to my memories like a second skin

I'm now defined by a pitiful nostalgia