The Guilt Is Gone

Broken and hurt, thats my reality.
You hurt me, with your games.
I was just a little girl, but you like em young.
 I didnt know any better.
You got greedy and I soon realized,
 It wasnt my fault, you were in the wrong.
It tore the family apart, when I told the stories of your pleasures.
Guilt set in for awhile, but I'm doing better now,
 that the guilt is forever gone
8.11.12



This poem, is dark because of the situation that surrounds it. I found writting about my problems helps me deal with them....