My own shelter.

Did my smile gave you the permission?
or my respect was an expression!
Not late did I realize,
You were trying to make me your blue-eyed!
Taking my innocence for granted,
All you wanted to have me a like a cold meated.
Saying a "NO", competently you heard,
but continued watching me as a child to be lured.

I was scared for once,
Lost my existence to lust.
Being around you;
was a thing to turn a blind eye to.

Your touch so firm,
Increasing the rate of my pulse.
Dared to usher my hand to your sting piece,
Not once were you able to open the nieve.
The act of valour struck inside of my mind,
when the grip of your deed strengthened aside.
No guilt covered your face,
However I was laced by shame.

You still give me goose bumps;
Making me numb!
Couldn't define uncle or monster,
as I wasn't safe even in my own shelter.