My Story

staying quiet about my ordeal

due to stigma about that event,

will never help me heal

or make the memories relent.

For i was hurt in a bad way

by someone people trust,

i yearn to see the day

where his power over me turns to dust.

People may not believe me

But i do not care,

those who do will finally see

with what im about to share.

For i was the victim of a sexual assault

multiple events of it in fact,

but i was blamed by default

despite having been attacked.

I was trapped in that situation

and so very scared,

To go to the police station

and have the truth aired.

I was very young

when it first started,

into the deep end I was flung

as from the family home i had departed.

i trusted too much

in the wrong person,

and as such

the situation did worsen.

He took what he wanted

when i did not,

which has left me haunted

and that is my lot.

but i do not blame myself

i blame that monster of a man,

to put this on a shelf

i'll tell my story as best i can.

some of you may know him

but i will never name,

as your view of him will dim

or to me do the same.

This is not a cry for attention

but a story I need to tell,

some may bring into contention

however I will not scream or yell.

for i know the truth

as does he,

and this is the history of my youth

which i can no longer leave be.

for i was hurt

and to help me heal,

i need to assert

and make it less of a big deal.

to wind this up and bring to an end

i have a message so,

listen up my friend

be strong when you say no.

As i did in the end

and left that situation,

once it drove me round the bend

and then drove me to the police station.

to report that abomination

it may not have gone far,

and though i wish it had ended in his castration

his record it does mar.