I hurt from the past.
Past events of sexual abuse.
The pain still with me.
Deeper then before.
Its like an apple core.
But very very raw.
I still feel the pain.
Even to this day.
Will it ever pass in time.
I still hurt
I can still feel the pain.
Of the sexual abuse.
It hurts so very much.
I never felt pain
Like this ever before.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You're not alone *hug* if thats ok -Rebekah