Stop.Its been 8 years ago this month on M.L.K. day when I was raped.
Its time that I stop.
Stop crying about it.
Stop having night tares about it.
Stop hurting myself because of it.
They tell me to stop.
They tell me that I will get over it.
They tell me its time to forget about it.
They tell me that I am perfectly fine.
I am weak.
I am a coward.
I am tarnished.
I just need to get over it.
I just need to stop.
I just need to smile, he is family after all.