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Oct 2020
I am not you, and you are not me
But I at least deserve respect, you see
My body is my own, my boundaries are too
Why am I punished for upholding the two?
Who made you the boss
Who made you think you were king
Who made you think everything you wanted
Was yours for the taking

Now I’m the *****, now I’m the tease
All because I offered you kindness
And you took it as an offering of me

My anger fuels me
But not for the better
I’m closed off, I’m quiet and overly aggressive
I don’t know when peace will meet me again
And haven’t slept well since the incident

I hope you are happy with yourself
Because I haven’t hated me more
Sometimes all I can do is
Lay crying on the cold floor
Hoping the tears draw out the pain
That’s  held me captive, since that night you became
A bottomless pit, a toxic drain
#assault #survivor #metoo #pain #trauma
Alexis
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