I am the other woman

I am the other woman.
I am the other woman even though I never wanted to be.
I am the other woman because a sick man decided to take my virginity.
I am the other woman that was played with and messed with.
He had sex with me many a time and damaged me.
It hurt really bad at first he drew blood.
I didn't want to be the other woman.
He made me have oral sex with him which I hated a lot.
He would always jack off in my mouth which made me want to puke.
He would stand there laughing at times as I gagged.
He said something about his seamen hitting the ground being a waste and a sin.
Really but rapping your little girl from the age of five is not?
I am the other woman in my mother's eyes which causes a rage within her.
Why didn't you tell on him, fight him run away or something why?
It was fear my dear sweet woman the same reason you didn't leave him for 16 years.
I am the other woman however I never wanted to be.
I am the other woman which is something I just can't forget.
My mom can't forget or forgive this either it seems to me.
He would also have oral sex with me and it felt weird and tickled a lot.
I always felt dirty from the inside out.
A dirty that can't be rubbed off no it can not.
He also beat me a lot and talked down to me like I was his little slut.
The hateful talk was to keep me under his control really and oh how it worked.
At least that's how I felt and I always knew that I was going to Hell seemingly on the spot.
My Father was the rapist you see and this still haunts me till this very day.
.He only hurt me for 8 years in this way but the trama has lasted a lifetime.
There's a Jesus for that so I just keep on praying anyhow.