demon

It might not have been like that,  An escape from Egypt.  But I wanted to go.  A shoulder to lean on.  A dry river to well with my tears, My home like Sobibor  What I thought, my fortress.   Another Sodom and Gomorrah.    Innocent as I was,  I naively ran into your arms.  Because for you,  Love you exuded,  A shoulder to lean on,  An ear to listen to my teenage drama.  That my Mama never talked about.    But I was wrong.   He tore into my flesh,  I struggled for my dignity,  He pushed and pushed,  As he broke into a sweat.  He tore into my flesh.   My innocence he took away,  My dignity I still cry for it,   My dreams,  Like a whirlwind.  He took away with his bestiality,  Then he left me for dead,  After taking my dignity, virginity and dreams,  And the headlines read.  “Girl raped and left for dead.”  But then , A seed of his madness, he had sowed,  I cried for my future and for my fatherless baby.  And when I look at her.   It still reminds me of that fateful evening.    But sometimes…..  And as lovely as society is.  All fingers of blame were pointed at me,  He vanished without a trace,  No. Society spent a lot of time blaming me,  That they just let him escape.,  Even the long arms of law.  I hope it haunts you wherever you are,   I hope that when you look at your daughters,  You feel that insecurity!