Stealing Poem by Brooke Lynn Moore

Its been years
And yet its still here
With me when I close my eyes
How you took something that was mine
I can’t believe I let it go
I wouldn’t have if I had known
But I did and you hurt her
You did the same thing to my baby sister
I know that it is all my fault
For being selfish and keeping my mouth shut
Had I spoken out
There would be no doubt
That you would have never had the chance
To touch her with your vile hands
The way you once caressed me
Just the thought makes me scream
But then I think about her and you
The way you must have stolen her youth
And all I can do is sit here and cry
And think about how I will end your life
Screaming out in pain
Me having fun with this game
You writhing in agony
And me, I’m laughing
Laughing because you know how it feels
When somebody steals
Be it your virginity like it was mine
Or be it your last breath, both are divine
But unlike you I will see another day
Always remembering how you slipped away

(Insrpiation: Christopher D.)