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You promised that this would be the last time

You said that the bruises and the pain i felt would be a distant memory

Well here we are again looking in the mirror

Trying to piece together in my imagination

that the blood and tears that I see is just an illusion

I trusted you and love you

And I was so outta of your view

Time and time again I gave of me

while you stood there and took

You took away my innocence

You violated my trust

Just so you could bust

Now here I am not about to see a man

without envisioning your thrust and touch

Now my mind is programmed to never trust a man

or a woah man damn you really fucked me up

And these aren’t the words of a grown man

But the words of a young buck

See I was molested and violated and I’ll be forever scared.

But if I can heal from it then so can... you

I know it’s not easy bro to open up and heal from the pain, but my brother my sister hold on cause guess what you will out live the pain.

Hang on my brother my sister for help is on the way,

If you put your trust in god he will always lead your way.

He will lead you to the still waters and he will restore your soul and always remember surely goodness and mercy shall follow you.


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