October

31

Lost Wanderer by Alotta

This poem touched my heart because it was written by the victim of a rapist and I know how she feels
I know the pain that she will live with all her life. Rapists and abusers are the dregs of society and no one can truly understand the pain that they cause unless they have suffered it themselves.
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Here I stand,
alone and afraid;
feeling filthy and unwanted.
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he took my soul;
my virginity;
my life;
my hopes;
my dreams.
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I am nothing now.
nothing but a lost wanderer.
wandering this cruel world
thinking why he did what he did, to me.
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I didn’t deserve this punishment.
didn’t deserve it at all.
but when he grabbed me and began ripping my dignity away bit by bit,
the fear arose within me.
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he touched me over and over.
told me I would soon die.
told me I was a “whore”.
but why?
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in a way, I did die.
in a way, I am still here.
a lost wanderer.
alone and afraid.
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Love Makes The World Go Round
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