A poem I have written, and working on

She was such a naive girl,
with all her hair done up,
She was such an ignorant girl,
as her skirt began to be pulled up.

With her eyes filled with tears,
She was such an ignorant girl,
She cried but no one could hear.

She was such a scared girl,
as she begged and pleaded for him to stop.
She was such a foolish girl,
and it was torture and rape, what she got.

She was such an innocent girl,
Now as beaten as a fighters fist
She is a damaged girl,
with a knife inserted into her wrist.

She was such a common girl
Before she decided to hide,
She was a happy girl,
But now she is empty inside.


I am working on others...