Underworld Virgins

A Chapter by Dina

I found the streets at 8
After trying to escape
A beating
I ran from getting raped
But my aunt didn’t see it that way

So instead I got the blame
And my face turned filled with shame
There is something I had done
That I wished to tell no one

And soon come 17
Very close to being legal
So I pack the nearest bags
And run to the closest people
Tell me family’s what they’re called
And they opened up their home

But my girl, she ran the streets
Cause we needed food to eat
Though we both would tend to studies
When intoxicated, things got muddy
And we’d scream “i f*****g love you, but I don’t think I can trust you.”

So I thought of leaving “home”
Getting back out on the road
But she learned to make me stay
With some good sex and protection

What protection could I need?
As a girl who did good deeds?
When I had a drink or two
I’d get mad and say “screw you!”
Then I’d walk the streets at night
Trying to calm down from the fights
And I’d bump into the wrong ones
Who would often give me problems

So I’d call my lover’s phone
Since I’m just two blocks from home
And she’d rush to the location
Just to save me from this vocation
And the men wouldn’t let up
They would walk around all tough
So she had to make a point
Once the point was proven, we joined

We were both really loving kids
But the way life panned out, we had missed
So we tried to come together
In attempt to change the weather
In the end, two paths were paved
One lead out, while the other stayed
And I’ve always loved adventure
While she was solemn in her role as protector

Some would say I’m immature
For the way I walked out the door
But the love never went away
Only sought to find better days

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