Stolen From Me Poem by Marca Washburn

'STOLEN FROM ME'

Hard to believe,
That it was so long ago,
Twenty plus years,
That you hurt me so!

I trusted you,
You were my friend,
One my brother said,
He could always depend.

I know you heard me,
You heard me cry,
I begged you to stop,
Oh dear God, 'Why? '

So dark and loud,
The house that night,
A person walked in,
Couldn't hear me fight.

I made you mad,
You let me know,
Just one hit,
Then I let go.

I closed my eyes,
But couldn't stop my tears,
It hurt so bad,
So much fear.

My first time,
Stolen from me,
Just isn't fair,
How could you hurt me?

So much shame,
No one to tell,
Last words you said,
'I'll make your life hell! '

Time has passed,
But not my pain,
Wishing I never,
Had to see you again!

I always thought,
Outta sight outta mind,
Would be the best way,
To leave it behind.

I look back now,
And I can still see,
Everything that happened,
What you stole from me!

Now here I am,
A mother of three,
But still have the pain,
You left with me.

No more running,
No more tears,
I promise right now,
I will beat my fears!

Only one night,
That night is gone,
I found a way,
To carry on.

One thing is for certain,
I will be free,
No more thoughts,
Of what you stole from me!
~Marca Washburn