As she laid 

warm as can be 

she heard a creek 

near her cheek 

unbothered she remained 

but fate would have a say 

as the abhorrent man 

touched her  

the dissemination 

spread through her 

like a virus 

she didn't understand 

she was far too young 

and far too naive;

left crying and broken 

like a torn flower 

she would never be the same. 

finally upon this day 

where it's been ages 

she can spread her wings 

and move on from that traumatizing day