I Hadn't Known ''Hurt'' Until the Now.

How am I to know what we, he did?
Was it my fault? Am I to blame?
Or was this actually violation and incrimination…?
He broke through the surface and watched me bleed…
Did he not see the tears spilling from my eyes?
Oh Heavenly God, where am I supposed to turn?
I don’t even understand what has happened, and what is happening…
The filth is permanent.
I swear it will never go away.
I need someone to swoop down and hold me close.
I need them to tell me “It’ll be okay” but mean it in a way that I know no harm is coming my way.
Will harm come my way again?