Dear, M
When i met you , i thought you were nice and caring , and cute But i thought wrong , though the first month was good and perfect , but all the sudden you feel into the power of lust and power , you wanted control i could tell . You took away my only sanity , you begged hounded me about that stupid "Mattress mambo" , even though i always said no and that i didnt want to end up like my birth mother , as i was 14 and she was 14 when she had me.
You were partly the reason i SH-ed, started into the world of Eating disorders , as a way to rid myself of you the memories and pain, The very thought that hit me is you took avantage of backward mambo , and raped me . I didnt want to believe it so i blocked it and when memories would fly through thats when i finally realized you had raped me .
You stole my innocents , my virginity , my only bit of happiness left , I lost the ability to cry , my burning anger flew out onto paper and my self as poetry would to those whom thrived for it.
You took away what was left of my soul, I've tried to regain it back , digging searching falling daily trying to get back my soul and sanity .
But I noticed is my sanity isnt stolen its hidden in a cage , unable to be unlocked , my pain is scars on the outside and inside.
Every memory of our so called relationship , burns posion into my coursing pain that fades daily inch by inch as if it were a billion feet long .
I know you never ment me harm , that your lust and power was your way to control your life from your over protective angry step father .
though I've always wondered , were you ever abused..?
your fallen fairy
Rakka
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