Your heart is broken,
You don't know what to do
You cry tears of innocence.
Is there someone you can turn to?

You're afraid to tell anyone,
Afraid it's all your fault.
You feel so alone
Because of the assaults.

The one you should have trusted
Has hurt you to the core.
Your little body is bruised,
How can you take anymore?

You feel so unworthy
Of the life you're entitled to.
As though it's your fault,
The abuse you're living through.

Sweet innocent child of beauty,
Your spirit has been broken.
By cruel and vicious pervertedness,
And with words that were spoken.

So you cry tears of innocence,
You feel your life is at an end.
As I watch you from afar,
Wishing I could be your friend.

Put my arms around you,
Take away the hurt
That's come into your life
Because of this pervert.

Melva
2005 October 16
 

 Matthew 18:6
But whosoever shall offend one of
these little ones which believe in me,
it were better for him that a millstone
were hanged about his neck, and that
he were drowned in the depth of
the sea.