You label me a whore,
Spitting saliva from your hollow head.
You take me firmly by my shoulders,
Why don't you hold your tongue instead?
Is there something that you wish to do,
Or are you going to just stare?
Your hands start to fumble slightly,
Then sharply begin to cut off my air.
Forcing me towards the ground,
My feet collapse and I hit the dirt.
You hold me down a second more,
Then start to unbutton my loose-hung shirt.
A sharp pain spreads through my stomach,
Making me swivel and shriek.
You push me harder into the ground,
And hold me down with your strong physique.
Waking up in a completely different place,
I feel as though I've been dreaming.
But when I try and move, and can't.
I realise it wasn't, and I start screaming.
Months have dawdled by hour by hour,
Stealing more life from my eyes.
Sitting alone, spreading tears,
I see another girl. She cries.
Author notes
Attacks are getting too common. We need to stand up for ourselves a LOT more than we do and have.
Enjoy.
Written March 21st, 2006
A contest entry
- Abuse by rockchik000.
300 points, ended April 17, 2006, 33 entries
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How can we stand up for ourselves when we're being attacked by people who are so much stronger than us...
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wow definitely an intense write. powerful enough to envoke certain things best left in the dark corners of minds. a beautiful heart wrenching write. the last line is especially touching. i see another girl, she cries. makes me realize that what i'm going through or have gone through, isn't limited to me and countless other girls could be or are facing the same exact thing. good piece and a very smooth and emotional flow.
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This is a brilliantly sad poem... It's filled with such emotion and description, and parts brought up some of my own painful memories... You've done a great job capturing the harshness and reality of this, and the last lines summed it up perfectly... Well done and good luck in the contest
Yake care...
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very good
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WOW! This is worded greatly (is that a word
) and it sure gives me an image. I really hope this isnt written from personal experience...if it is...talk to me. Maybe I have something to share...
This is amazing as I said. Apart from the above...I have nothing to say. I am speechless. Well done!
Stace xoxo -
It's a pity I don't have a minority to cater to.
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Wow...I'm speechless.I don't know what to say apart from that I thought this was excellent.
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The imagery was beautiful, and I could see the whole thing happening word for word...
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Great job!
This is a very well written piece! Very good imagery. Very sad write, and so sad that this situation is all too common these days! Thanks for helping to bring atacks like this out in the open. Keep writing... you have done a good job with this write! Great job! Debi -
This is well written and heartbreakingly disturbing, especially if the N is the author of the poem (I believe just a fiction). A good job, overall!
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sadly true nice job
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Aww.. That is so sad. You have written this so well. I agree with Becky Bubbles. It really does create an image. Nicely worded too.
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well done...its very um well lets say it puts images into the mind. well done.
keep up the good work
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