I didn't know what was happening
I felt those hands
Those hands that touched my body
No one has ever touched me like that before
You were the first
I couldn't look at you when it was all happening
But I felt your stare on my body
I felt ashamed
I couldn't stop you
I kept saying stop
I kept saying no
Was I not loud enough?..
Everyday after that I saw you
Silently trapped
With knowing you where there
But you never looked back
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Lost and Found
PoetryA collection of poems talking about sexual assult, death, mental heath and so so much more. These are all my stories from my eyes while going through events. Not all are in order but in the order that I thought would be best for me. Writting and rel...
