Rebecca lucy Smith


Why So Many Questions? - Poem by Rebecca lucy Smith

Why did mum leave me on my own with you?
Did she not know what you did to me?
Was it your dirty little secret?
I ask myself why
Why did you do it?
Why me
I was only three when you took it away from me
Bit young for you don’t you think
Just the thought of it makes me sick
There are no words to describe what you are
You son of a *****
You climbed into bed
With a three year old
Asking her to play
Then walked away as if nothing happed
Do you have any shame?
Did you ever regret what you did?
Or did you go home with pleasure
Because for me it was hell
I can’t have the thing you took back
It’s gone forever
My love for someone else won’t be true
Why would you do such a thing?
My life is ruined because of you
And now I feel like a dirty little girl
You can forget those words you whispered in my ear
Because I’ll never be your girl
Not in a million years


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  • Veteran Poet - 1,282 Points Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (7/13/2013 4:29:00 AM)

    VERY painful to read. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 13, 2013


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