I used to be afraid of the dark
because I wouldn’t see
what happens
if something would go wrong.
I used to be afraid of strangers
because I was always told
you never know
if they are dangerous
I used to be afraid of dying
because I didn’t know
if it would hurt
or if I’d go to hell or to heaven

And then you were there to comfort me
saying everything would be alright
taking of your clothes
grabbling under mine
and then you penetrated me
and it hurt so I cried
but you wouldn’t listen.
You kept going on
harder and deeper
until I stopped crying
until I stopped resisting it
and then you said “it’s over,
you no longer have to be afraid”.

Now I am no longer afraid of strangers
as they can never hurt me as badly
as you did every time that you stopped by.
I’m no longer afraid of the dark
I’m terrified of the light
that reveals the scars you left.
I’m no longer afraid, when I can’t see what happens,
I’m afraid of looking in the mirror, afraid of facing the facts.
I'm no longer afraid of dying
cause no hell can be worse
than the one you've pulled me through.

So whatever you wanted to achieve by doing this to me,
you were wrong at one point:
you didn’t help me overcome my fears
you just created new and bigger ones.