Don’t look at me,
You monster
Hunting me
Haunting me
Watching me
I make myself ugly
You continue pursuit
I turn away slowly,
change every route
But always you find me
In the deep dark places
I scan desperately
For comprehending faces
I tell them about you
The things you do
No one believes me
So you continue
I stand up against you
Fight on my own
You’re stronger than I am
desperately alone
And so
I give in
I have no fight left
do what you want
You’ve committed your theft
Coming to steal
Strip my soul bare
Rob me of innocence
Leave me no air
I hate myself
Alone in the stall
Punching my gut
I’m such a slut
Maybe tomorrow
I’ll make my escape
Maybe tomorrow
There will be no rape.
~E
Erica I am so sorry this happened to you. At least you know now, this was not your fault! It must have been awful at the time. But HE’S the one who has to live with guilt! You at least are blameless and that makes a HUGE difference. Thank God you have survived and are able to share this, which says a lot.
Love, Kathy
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I love you. Even though I don’t feel this way now, this piece is a reflection of the past.
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