Ripped Soul Poem by Happiness Edeh

He tore my soul not my clothes
He defiled my mind not my body
He smashed my spirit not my head
He's strong I am weak
He was meant to help me up
but he pressed me down
He was meant to stand by me
but he stood on me
He was meant to fight for me
instead he frightened me
He hit me and walk away
Still I chase after him
can't hate him
I was made from him
head and Shoulders high with a bowed soul
He ripped my soul and watched me die...