Damaged

i was so young,
and you took it all away,
i was just coming out of my shell,
finding myself, discovering the world.....

i was just scared,
of the night's noises,
of the strange shadows,
i just wanted to feel safe,
that is why i crawled into your bed,
just to feel safe,
to find sleep,

it is so comfortable, your bed,
so soft, just right for dreaming,
dreaming of my future,
maybe marrying that boy down the street,
we play house together alot, and he is a good daddy to Dolly. he loves
her and feeds her, and he loves me too.
it so perfect the dreams of a six year old

oh, what is that?
what are you doing?
no, don't take those off ,
you aren't supposed to be there,
stop!
i don't want to stop squirming!
it hurts!
stop please!
why are you doing this?
did i do something wrong?
i don't want to be quiet!
i don't want to be still!
i don't care if it's almost over!
stop it!

it hurts when i pee now,
what did you do to me?

the same thing you did to me
every night for five years.
except you came to my bed,
and i was quiet,
i never told,
you didn't have to kill me.

there are things scarier then slippery shadows
and loud noises

but you,
you got what you deserved,
you rotted,
inside and out,
for a long time,
but is that enough?

i am damaged,
i cannot feel,
i cannot touch,
i cannot trust,
and the sadest part....

i cannot love