Stolen Soul Poem by DaynaDenise Kirby

My soul doesn't reside between the folds of my virginity
And yet your touch seems to have stolen my soul from me
I'm no longer an innocent child dressed in God's white
I wear my scarlet letter to tell the story of my plight

My soul was the glue that held my body and mind together
Your brutal act drew my blood and with it my soul forever
I can not say that had it not been so violent I would hold no grief
I'm a child holding a grudge and thus finding no relief

You raped me and beat me and yet you denied me death
You stole my innocence with such force you also stole my breath
You drained me of my vitality and left me as an empty shell
Forced me into sin and dragged my once innocent soul to hell

I know that I'm broken, they can't say what's left of me is whole
You beat out my life's blood and you condemned me with a stolen soul