Let It All Out - Poem by Whitney Stewart
You snatched away my innocence,
made me grow up in a sense.
But it was to quickly you see,
you took something so precious from me.
At the age of nine you would have thought I was fine.
But I would have had to get undressed for you to see the bruises that were left.
I could no longer be a child,
on my shoulders all the burdens were piled.
Now the scars have faded,
but I'm still left jaded.
All the times I wanted to die,
now just make me cry
when I think back to the way you used to attack me and my family.
You left my body and heart in shreds,
but I know it will be completely different the next time she weds.
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