If I ever see him again, I may not have words to say,
He took advantage of my innocence, he took the sunlight from my day.
I try to wash myself, but the stains won't go away. I wear disgust as if it were my clothes.
Rapist!
You will feel better is what they say.
All I want is the sunlight back in my day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your anger is honest and justified it takes courage to help the other's that you help....iip