submitted anonymously, Johannesburg, South Africa
Innocence lost
Maybe it was never there
Still counting the cost
U left me so bare,
Now my voice feels silent and mute
The time it was needed
Unheard or just ignored by the brute
My calls went unheeded
No means no
A phrase that’s everywhere
No means no
Doesn’t matter he didn’t care
Please don’t I remember pleading
But he’s got more power
And so I’m left with my insides bleeding
A harsh memory now a scar forever
No more human, I feel like just a numb thing
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