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the line between consent and assault is blurred in my memory if i gave consent - but i was only a child - while he was three years ahead, a senior taking advantage of a freshman is that considered non consensual even though i did not say no. this memory has been suppressed for over two years i don't remember many details other than his hand pressed against me like a hot iron that burned me if i moved, my shaky breaths of terror he took as pleasure, i thought it was normal that i had to reciprocate that i had to be okay with it. he flirted with me the days leading up to that night it was seductive and it worked i was lured into his trap my ignorant brain didn't know any better it was the beginning of high school i thought it was normal i thought i consented . my lips had just touched another boys before a sad excuse of a kiss, i was inexperienced beyond belief nowhere near ready for his hand to be on me. i could not even say no for his family was there to when he sat next to me in the back seat he automatically assumed power over me, while i was powerless. i told myself to let it go that it meant nothing and i would get over it he was my best friends brother i couldn't dare risk our friendship over something i might have consented to.
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 10:49 PM UTC
consent
the line between consent and assault is blurred in my memory if i gave consent - but i was only a child - while he was three years ahead, a senior taking advantage of a freshman is that considered non consensual even though i did not say no. this memory has been suppressed for over two years i don't remember many details other than his hand pressed against me like a hot iron that burned me if i moved, my shaky breaths of terror he took as pleasure, i thought it was normal that i had to reciprocate that i had to be okay with it. he flirted with me the days leading up to that night it was seductive and it worked i was lured into his trap my ignorant brain didn't know any better it was the beginning of high school i thought it was normal i thought i consented . my lips had just touched another boys before a sad excuse of a kiss, i was inexperienced beyond belief nowhere near ready for his hand to be on me. i could not even say no for his family was there to when he sat next to me in the back seat he automatically assumed power over me, while i was powerless. i told myself to let it go that it meant nothing and i would get over it he was my best friends brother i couldn't dare risk our friendship over something i might have consented to.
trigger warning written the night i was up crying over what i may have done to myself
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 10:49 PM UTC
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