Sexual Abuse


I Walk Alone

by Brian


The lightning roars
the rain beats down
I stand a spec
upon the ground

rain drenched clothes
and wattered skin
this wettness came
from tears within

I walk alone
this stormy night
the place I seek 
nowhere in sight

I know not where
from wence I came
and where I go
I know the same

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