Rape.

Did you feel ashamed
Stealing my soul as if it were yours to keep?
Did you once feel shamed
For using me as an outlet of your personal dilemmas?
Did you not once feel
How wrong it was to go so far
No; you don't feel emotions
Only physical sensations
That make me so ashamed
To be alive.
Have you once felt half the shame you instilled upon me?
Have you never bothered to instill them on yourself?
How does it feel
To look in a mirror
And deny all you see?
What a lovely fantasy that must be.
Do you not feel pain
For the hell you have caused for others?
Do you not regret
The way you took my life?
It was not yours to have
and never yours to keep.
Why so greedy
lustrous
perverted
cold-hearted?
How does it feel to be less of a man
Now that you have stolen the core of my soul?
How can you stand there and regret all you've stolen…
I had it coming?
For being female…I had it coming…
Why me? Have you once asked?
What made me the target of your lunacy?
You have taken the seed of my fruit
I didn't even tempt you.
You were tempted.
By my being
By my body
A body that once belonged to a girl
And now belongs to a very sad, lost soul.

Tell me; how does it feel
To look in the mirror
And not have to feel shame
For something you never did?
I look in the mirror
And feel perverted
For all you robbed of me.
I tried to run
You were too fast
It's over now
You may feel
Better.
But my scar
Will never
Ever
Leave.
For my trust in this world
Is officially dead
As the light within me
You have ungratefully stolen
Has died.