Raped...

Each one disguised as a Pendent of Love...

Love I have searched for all my life...

As they entered they professed tenderness, understanding and communication...

All the things I so desperately wanted and needed....

Opening myself to them became easy to do...

Then trapped in a world that was nothing more but abuse...

Each one took a part of my Soul, my ability to Trust, my ability to Love...

Yes, even to Love myself...

Now I stand broken, no place left to go...

Nothing more to hope for...

Reality, that to love is nothing more than a Device of Torture and Pain.

Better to slice my own skin and insert the Dagger into my heart...

Than to let the RAPIST known as WOMAN and MAN hurt me again...