I let...

I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, I see how so many young people are losing focus. I sat down the other day and began to write, when I was done I looked down and through these words I felt so many emotions. This was my struggle, my life, completely and total honesty here. I think a lot of people will be able to relate to these words for a lot of different reasons. This is dedicated to anyone, everyone who as ever allowed things/people/places/events to get you off track. Read this with an open mind...

I let him, I let him explore me, I gave all to him. He examined me, dissected me…did whatever to me…I’m loosing myself here, no I’ve lost myself… Everyone thought I had everything going for me. When were those same people, those people who were my friends...Going share, tell me that girl please. He’s got you…don’t give yourself, that special gift. Once it’s gone you can’t get it back. Keep on, with that and you’ll see. An early death or a life of misery. Momma told me be careful, who I let in. Save that for a special someone, not just anyone. The spot was stimulated…hear what I say? Oh, never felt this way. I could have exploded, everything was being drained. He went in deep…me soul was no longer mine to keep. Why didn’t I listen…I thought before, I would say, I thought I knew better once before. But how many young women have said they knew better, but than it was too late. Too late to recapture that innocence. Once gone, once given away…oh well, things won’t be the same. I was doing pretty good, than I closed by eyes and let it all ride. I went to a place, that I never knew before. It’s amazing for the moment, but it was only a moment. To be nice, I’ll say a few moments…but even than. A few moments of my life, destroyed years…my future, don’t look so bright. You can be anything/anybody…I bet you’ve heard that too, but I was not warned about how easily he could get me, confuse me. He got you! Who’s going to be there when I tell my story, this story…of how I was so vulnerable. I let him, let him. I wasn’t forced, I had a choice, used to even have a voice. A mighty, powerful voice. What happened…I closed my eyes, I let down my guard…I’m counting out loud!...one, two no more of you…everything got in there and I kinda lost who I was. A clone, no longer a designer’s original…I let this world corrupt MY MIND, Stay focused!!!