Unfinished Poem by kira kira

I wrote the first half three years before i wrote the second half. i didn't finish it before because it was too painful to write about and i thought i should finish it but then i decided that was all there was to say. in this poem I'm talking about a older man who, when i went to church, was the youth pastor. It toom him a long time but eventually he earned my trust. I was stupid to fall for it. i went to his house one night with two friebds of mine while his wife and kids were out of town. he made us drinks and spiked mine and one of the other girls drinks. since i was drugged i don't remember everything. i don't know why he didbt drug ny other friend. i don't know why he didn't go after the other girl he drugged either. I have went over that night a million times in my head and 5 years later i think i finally figured it out and it was not easy. even though i know doesn't change the fact that he is not behind bars.