Innocent eyes and sweet laughter now vacant and empty
Staring into a dark void
Hot tears on my pillow
Scared to fight Too young to understand
Cold hands everywhere holding, touching, hurting
Rape and perversion
Blood sweat on my clothes
Hatred confusion disgust
Night after night, week after week, year after year
No longer a child only an object
Silence no dreams no sleep
So many missing years
So many forgotten memories
All virtue goodness happiness gone
Childhood stolen innocence murdered
Only pain and sadness remained
The child is gone the child is dead
Nothing else remains.
