For a little bit of time.
I am no longer numb,
It's just me and him.
I'm going to be honest,
Sex ruined me once,
And it wasn't because it was bad,
It was because I didn't want it.
Drugged and drunk,
Awake and passed out.
At fourteen an eighteen-year-old,
Had broken me,
With what was supposed to be,
An intimate act.
Sex ruined me,
But now I feel alive.
Sex now makes me feel alive.
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Thoughts From A Victim
ŞiirA collection of poems from a girl really going through it.