pity rape

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

what rape really feels like for a woman

  • I didn't see it coming, I didn't think you were capable; I wish you weren't I didn't realize evil had so much depth I didn't realize how much confusion comes with pain

    The physical pain, the darkness, the trap The inability to escape The desire for air The guilt, the sorrow, not for myself but for those who love you Those who believe in you The ache because they will never know you, Should they even know you? Is it worth it?

    Your strength, the smell of your sweat Dripping onto my face, running down my body Weakness, my arms numb Wanting to fight, wanting to escape Wanting to hurt you

    Gasping for air, tears, realizing uselessness Feeling your massive body ramming in and out, in and out Crueler and crueler, over and over Then nothing, blackness, emptiness, loss

    I want to stay mad, I want revenge I hate you for hurting me, I hate me for letting you I wish I could stay mad, hide behind anger

    The truth is, I feel sad, but most of all pity Pity that you were so lost, so maimed, so confused You thought sex and power would make it all better Pity that your life was so worthless you had to ruin someone else's, Make them live in fear Pity for your emptiness But most of all, pity for your lack of respect and the love you will never deserve.

     


Submitted: November 13, 2014

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