My innocence was stolen
– seized without consent
searing of my body
let me quell it
in cold waters, as now
the stairs of life I tread
no longer pure – but tainted
nothing is the same
One photo, two poems… a challenge amongst friends – without peeking!
photo credits: wallpaperhere.com
Writing is as natural to me as breathing.
I shall never cease walking the path to find the writer within.
I hope that you walk beside me on my journey of self discovery.
I am the Author of The Empty Nest - A Mother's Hidden Grief (E Pub) through Amazon & Lulu.
Born under the star sign of Cancer ~ 19th July
Thank you for stopping by.
Jenny - Melbourne Australia
wow, powerful, Jen… there’s a knife’s edge hidden in there… love it!
thank you darling – the battle was hard tonight! 🙂 xx
Hey mumsy! 🙂
Deep!! 🙂 Hope you had a great weekend. Hugs Paula xxx
oh heck…the stolen innocence and how things became tainted for her…ugh… breaks my heart…happens way too often
Claudia- hi and welcome to Words from here to There. Glad you popped in and thank you reading. Yes this tragic tale all too often told.