Can I be trusted; can I be forgiven?
Can I be ever the same boy again?
I lost my innocence; I lost my purity
And now I'm covered with filth and stain

I was a small child who was fun and pure
But all was stolen, by a man who didn't care
I am no longer innocent, and no longer pure.
I was terribly injured; it's just not fair.

I lost my memory of how he tricked me
I can't figure it out, no matter how hard I try
I know what happened when I was little
And this is something I can no longer deny

They told me time would heal my wounds
They told me prayers would restore my soul
I waited long enough, and prayed very hard
For crying out loud, it's my life he stole

My faith in people was badly shaken
I lost my childhood, since the beginning of time
My trust in God is being tested
Would he be punished for his terrible crime?

Thank you for sharing the poem and the feelings behind the words!

thank you so very much for the poem. I feel it says so much to everybody, and so much more to all of us survivors. thank you so very very much.