Abuse

In the corner of her room
She sits with head between her legs
She has been abused
Verbally
Sexually
Emotionally
By those she called  family and friends
By those
She was supposed to trust
Trust, yeah right, whatever
Those demons stole from her
Those demons tore her soul to shreds

In the corner of her room
She sits with head between her legs
She does not cry
For crying would let them win
Give them a victory
That
She can not
She will not allow