Head up
Look deep, deep into these eyes of mine
And tell me if the girl you saw three years ago is still standing there in front of you
I
want
you
To acknowledge what you've created
What you've cut me into
What you formed with your hands and mouth and fists
And
dick
My green eyes are open, not pouring
My scars are healed, not weeping
How can you even bring yourself to look back at me now?
These eyes are open
And it's like I'm seeing you for the very first time
I
don't
hate
you
anymore
Now every last piece of me I picked up
Sewn together I am whole
Staring into your face
Know this
I haven't been beaten
Know this
I still love and live
Know this
I hold hope high
Know my eyes are open
You never
beat
me ♥
Look deep, deep into these eyes of mine
And tell me if the girl you saw three years ago is still standing there in front of you
I
want
you
To acknowledge what you've created
What you've cut me into
What you formed with your hands and mouth and fists
And
dick
My green eyes are open, not pouring
My scars are healed, not weeping
How can you even bring yourself to look back at me now?
These eyes are open
And it's like I'm seeing you for the very first time
I
don't
hate
you
anymore
Now every last piece of me I picked up
Sewn together I am whole
Staring into your face
Know this
I haven't been beaten
Know this
I still love and live
Know this
I hold hope high
Know my eyes are open
You never
beat
me ♥
A contest entry
- For All Rape Survivors by ElisaRose.
600 points, ended March 17, 2007, 9 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Written for a contest, almost the after thought to my poem 'What he did'. What doesn't kill us, makes us stronger.
Comments
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Wow... yeh you were right, I guess it is what I'm looking for. I hope I can get there one day.
Amazing poem =]

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wowee this is a strong poem :-) speechl
ess huni xx

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It's really weird i kinda freak out looking into someones eyes for too long. its like im scared if they look into mine they will see the real me, the part of my i try so hard to hide.. Really interesting how you made such a bad experience into something that you are finally getting over and just more psoitive then this situation was...
beautiful
Rose
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wow
I love the strengnth in this poem it's breath taking -
lovely
Frankie! It's the ones who have cracks that the light shines through! You've shone bright, it's really really gorgeous. x -
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Awww what a lovely poetical comment! That made me smile lots, thankyou dear =]
xXx
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wow this is a very powerful and inspirational poem.you kept the language and style simple and that added to the impact of the whole meaning of 'what doesn't kill us, only makes us stronger.'
beautiful, depressing and upliftng all at the same time.
I hope that oneday I will be able to say the same.
congrats on the trophy to.
All the best
bec

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for this contest i am wanting the focus to be on the recovery, not the abuse so i am disqualifying with the invitation to enter something more appropriate. this did not uplift me as i read, it brought me down and that is not the intent here. sorry. viyanna rosemarie
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Confused
Sorry, I might be being completely stupid... but
"I don't hate you any more"
"I haven't been beaten"
"I still love and live"
"I hold hope high"
"You never beat me"
"My scars are healed"
And even the title... how is this NOT recovery?!? Sorry if I've written this in a way that it could be taken as negative, but this piece really was me referring to the fact that when I see my abuser walking about in my home town I no longer want to run, and I can now look him in the face. I'm a bit upset that you've interpretted my poem in this way, but if you can give refference to the content as to where you felt it was more about me suffering my rape, I'll happily accept my DQing. Sorry, I realise that it may well be me, but would be great if you could show me where =]
Thankyou,
Frankie xXx
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look, i do not have to explain this but i am going to. i did not like the beginning of your write. it was crude to me and that is not something i wanted in this contest. if you wish to edit then fine, reenter but please don't give me a hassle. i am not arguing with anyone about what i want in a contest that i work extremely hard for to earn the points. accepting your d/q is up to you but the write as is will not stand in the contest.
i do know the feelings but care not to explain why as i am trying to keep me upbeat right now. i am sorry you were raped and that you are angry about the d/q.
sorry if i sound crass. i am just tired of being 'yelled' at.
viyanna -
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Sorry...
No no, I'm not angry! Just genuinely wanted to know that's all.
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wow. I was never abused but the rest of this I can relate to completely.
Thank you so much for sharing this with us.

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i liked it and i can see exactly why you won gold
such a powerful and deep poem. keep it up.
i also liked the way you set it all out
take care, much love
XoXoXoXoXoXoX
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Well done - you are so strong - i hope someday to have your strength in the face of this nightmare.
An excellent and powerful poem!

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evening darling, good to see new stuff up. love the hope in this, and the wording of the title really struck me. till laters.

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This was amazing. I wasnt raped and I could never imagine having to live with that but I was abused as you know and this really made me think. I wish I had the same hope to be able to say everything that you did.
Really amazing Frankie. =]
Keep it up.
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Sorry, forgot to applaud you.


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Strong
Wow, I really liked this poem. It is written so beautifully and, I presume, written from a strong place inside of you. I really like this poem. It's true, what doesn't kill us only makes us stronger. In the words of John Berryman, "My idea is this: The artist is extremely lucky who is presented with the worst possible ordeal which will not actually kill him. At that point, he is in business."
Great write and keep that strength!
Elisa -
That's really good! And I'm glad that you have finally gotten over it. I'm proud of you!


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