Who would never believe that at young age
I am a victim of stealing life as teenage
Dragging me into dark silent covered cottage
Tearing clothes forcefully and I have no courage.
Fearful, tearful, trembling, begging to let me go
But he's like satan or sadist cruelly wants to do
That as if no one could never beat the foe
Just like a wild bore hungrily wants to do so.
He pushed me back, I horribly dropped
Just like a frightened snake silently creep
Searching for something hard to hit
But I bravely gained force and kick his dick!
Hurriedly, I ran to town for a hitch
Thankfully escaped from the ditch
Now, a woman acting like a witch
Having a daughter named Mitch.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is such a traumatic experience. I have 3 friends who experienced the same thing.. I'm so sorry...: (It's good that you stayed strong... And this is really well written. God bless you and your daughter. We have the same name. :)