The Broken Ones

When you read this and wanna comment forget the sympathy

But when i talked to the broken ones
 
I hear there symphony

Our heart beat seems to sing the same tune

Because when they were been touched

....I was too.

I was taken advantage by someone who is trusted.

For them babysitting turned into lusting.

hands moved thru places and spaces for bidden.

swiper no swiping thats my virginity

that was mine

...my pureness

...my innocense

... my holiness

all gone within a couple of minutes

brainwashed into thinking it was a way of life.

tortured by forgotten memories and unsaid sorrys

untill i woke up

and then i seeked his face

the lord that is

and i was delivered

I recieved a testimony something to tell others about the good news.

as i opened up and shared with others

i realized there was otheres just like me

who are still alive and well

stronger than ever living life as if they have never been scared

these are for the broken ones

those of which i share my heart.