I can still remember the way the sky looked after they raped us.
There were stars everywhere....small and bright...blue ones...huge
stars...about to burst with eternal shining light. The way they
covered everything...ends covering every horizon. I felt as though
they were going to swallow me whole...engulf me...hug me...heal
me...I felt so very small so insignificant. My own world seemed so
petty and for a moment they completely blacked out what he did to
me. Sometimes I wake up late at night with the sensations of his
cold clammy hands on my body my skin tingling in repulsion...my
hand searching for a blade because I'd rather feel the worse pains
from hell than to remember how he felt.
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