Have you ever felt so incredibly hurt knowing you were just a toy to them? I know I have, I know I have let it happen for years.
I let their devious hands slither all over my body and let their rotten teeth suck the life out of me. I allowed each one of them to seize my innocence and dignity.
I gave up all my morals and promises to please these filthy men. I completely lost my name in their dirty hands. I always returned home with shaking hands and devastated eyes.
I let them trample all over me, the cycle of torture and terror to gain a taste of fake love.
The child in me was begging for it to stop, she wanted someone genuine and loving, not a quickie in the back of a car to feel okay.
And so after years of self destruction and dirty games, I took a stance, I was against each and every single man who ever took advantage of the vulnerable parts of me.
The ones who made me bleed, the ones who left me in the dark, and the ones who had me second guessing whether or not life was for me. This was it, I took a goddamn step forward.
I wasn’t going to allow anymore dirty men rip apart my clothes to gain a ego boost.
I was reclaiming all the parts of me that died in bed, dirty cars, public bathrooms, and all the places where parts of me died.
I was going to finally defeat the deceiving men who damaged my potential.