My mom asked me what was going on
I told her
And by told her I mean I told her everything
From the first
To the second
To the last
I was at school unable to get the words out
Afraid of breaking my mom's heart
Or getting told it was my fault
She told me I had to tell the counseler
Call the cops
Something
I couldn't do it
I was always told to keep my mouth shut
Don't snitch
Stay quiet
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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...
