Touched(2007-8th grade)

Touched(2007-8th grade)

A Poem by Heather Christine
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I feel dead,
Used,
Abused.
I've been touched.
Getting to close to me.
What's happening?
Standing like a doll.
Where's my hero?
Be my hero?
So dependent.
HELP!
Get away.
Taking something sacred from me.
Hatred growing for men.
I'm weak, weak.
Hit by the unknown.
I'm dying, dying, dead.
Happy now?
You killed me.
Carrying my soul.
Stripped of... EVERYTHING
Even dignity.
Sad?
Save me?
You can't
He won't stop...
Urge to kill
Hurting me inside.
No hope,
Dignity,
Or life.
Can I live?
How can I look?
Look myself in the mirror?
Taking me to a place
I can never call home...

© 2014 Heather Christine


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Added on January 26, 2014
Last Updated on January 26, 2014
Tags: despair, rape, sad, scared