Missing Girls

Posted by Nikita.shah
November 16, 2017

Self-Published

I’ve been kidnapped.
Smuggled and traded.
Let down through my own skin.
I’ve been used.
Molested and tortured.
Sold by every inch of my soul.
I’ve been abused.
Hurt and grieved
At my own pathetic innocence.
Broke and mended.
And again broke.
Exchanged for ghastly grims.
Shattered and scattered.
Like grains on the floor.
Continously testing my silence.
Feeling all helpless and low.
Need gravity to suck me
Out of this
Black Hole.

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