You made me feel dirty
I washed and washed
But could not feel clean
I remember you grabbing me
Pulling me down
I tried so hard to fight back
You were to strong
I was so scared
Frightened
I didn’t know what you were going to do to me
The more I fought back
The more you were hurting me
You did something to me
I lost consciousness
When I came round you were still there
Why did you do it to me?
You hurt me
I had cuts and bruises everywhere
Why did no one notice?
Maybe because my dad does it too
You did it to me and didn’t care
Don’t you have a conscience or feelings?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem