Vulnerable and Violated by Gabi

For Kat, Little Mo and any other abuse sufferers.

As silent as a mouse as free as a bird,
A dirty, cheap unutterable word,
No one to speak it, no matter what you feel,
To everyone but the victim it just isn't real.
It can happen at night it can happen in day,
You close your eyes but they're here to stay,
They're still there touching, looking down as you lay,
Unable to stop it, to make them go away.
It's all gone quiet now, It's over they think,
As you stand their gagging over the sink,
For them it was quick pleasurable fun,
But for you the heartache has just begun.
Wherever you are, whatever you do,
The unbelievable pain will never be through,
It's there when you wake, it's there when you sleep,
Your limp little body can do nothing but weep.
The feeling inside you just won't go away,
Every night by your bedside, you silently pray.
Your attackers left an irreparable hole,
In your tired, trembling tortured soul.


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