Innocence Poem by Dawn Rodgers

There was a little girl
Innocent and pure
until one day someone took her purity away

She grew up fast
and she grew up quick

She was only five
but her nights would make you sick

Treated wrong
used and abused
She learned how to depend on no one

Take care of yourself
Survival that's the name of the game

Trust was an issue
Love turned out to be a game

But the emptiness inside drove her to search for something that would satisfy