He holds the blade to my throat
I feel his hot breath on my cheek
His hand slowly slides down my back
He says he'll kill me if I scream
He eases the blade off my throat,
and places it towards my breast
We can both hear the frantic beating
of my heart inside my chest
Im sure I'm going to die now
My silent screams filling the air
I'll never forget how he looked at me
That cold and hateful stare
He tells me 'It's our secret' and
'Mummy dosen't need to know'
An innocent little girl like me
Raped and then left alone
Sherice Malcolm
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stolen-innocence-4/
