Let me tell you the story of a girl. She was beautiful, brave and thought she could conquer the world. Not worried about makeup or diamonds and pearls. She trusted a little bit to much.
Didn'nt know the devil was staring right in her face. Longing for her father to love. She looked for the wrong attention, and the false definition of love.
You see the people that love you aren't supposed to hurt you. They don't leave scars on your heart. They don't put your soul in bondage and tear your world apart.
One night spent with the wrong person to trust. The little lost her innocence with roughest of touch. It wasn't her fault,but everyone looked at her to blame.
She walked around with pitty and a face full of shame. He tattooed my heart with so much sorrow and despair. I didn't think that I would make past that year. The little girl lost herself.
From age 12 to 13 had a streak of bad luck. Touched, taunted and innocence taken again. No one to lean, not even one friend to turn to and trust.
Who would believe that same little girl could be raped again by another guy. Little girl grew to a woman with issues. Heart torn ,soul torn with a ton of trust issues.
She comes out every now and then. In my thoughts I wish I could bury her. You see she can't let go that easy because it's part of her story.
Haunting her with her kids and why she always keeps close sight of them. Praying they never have to endure,what not in sight to them. Little girl lost. It's time to let go.
Adult me vs little girl is the beginning of my new story. Time to write another story. Like one that's filled with hope and not sorrow. Let go and let God and hope for better tomorrow's.