Where would I start?
The hunger for justice has filled my heart
Since I was young you’ve haunted my dreams
You are still victimizing me –
Or so it seems
I pray and scream into the night
If only someone could make it right
But what you have done cannot be erased
The innocence you stole can never be replaced
Understand you –
There is no excuse!
I won’t accept annalistic theories for your abuse
I want you judged for your perverted desire
Tormented by the same in HELL”S FIRE!
Pity you –
Where was mine?
The night you raped me
You filthy swine
Forgiveness, understanding, and pity you’ll never get from me
One day –
Your face I will no longer see…
(By Stephanie A. Kinzel)