Rape

He'd touch me.
He'd kiss me.
He made me to do things.
Like a puppet on strings.

I was only five.
I didn't even know if I was alive.
I didn't know what to do.
Now I feel so used.

I still he his gruff voice.
Telling me there was no choice.
Saying suck faster.
Making me bend over and say please master.

Mommy, did you know he haunted every dream?
Daddy, did you know he made me scream?
I was just a little girl.
And yet everyday made me want to hurl.

Early ever morning I would cry.
Everyday more of me would die.
But yet I keep quiet.
Afraid people would start a riot.

Im older now.
I can't remember much.
But I remember my vow.
For his dirty touch.

He would pay.
I don't know how or when .
But some day.
He would suffer for this sin.