Poems

23.

Thought of am i an object ?
He took advantage of my weakest state
A tool to him
Something him could throw away without a worry
Lies he told to mask what he did
She stayed silent
Afraid no one would care
But instead found supports she trust and when she spoke
They stayed with her
There was no shield from the truth
He had nowhere to run and now no way to hurt her again
She gain a new trust in men