My rag doll skin shivers as
the ebony night wraps its
wings around me. I hear screams
braiding into the winter
breeze (or is that me?)
Even years later I still feel
your ice blue eyes freezing
everything that amounts to
me. Curling into a fetal ball
of nothing, to try and keep you
out of me...
But nothing ever works.
Your fingers still dig
permanent ruts into my skin;
your body breaks me down into
flimsy puzzle pieces that
will never be finished. Please
I love you, now go away.
Stop ripping into my dreams with
your broken glass laugh and hot
iron grip. Years turn into minutes
which dissolve into seconds and then
you are there again. I shrivel back
into the crying, blackened thing
that you made me into.
Stop. Oh God please stop...
Author notes
No matter how many times I write about it it still twists my insides to remember.
I was raped.
And to a lot of people those words are just a repeated echo in a long dark hall.
Did I mention we were in love?
I've written quite a few poems about him but this one hurt a lot for some reason
A contest entry
- Silent All These Years (for rape and sexual assault survivors) by SerenityNChains.
1750 points, ended November 9, 2008, 44 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Scars Of Memories (Victims of Rape and Abuse)... by voodoo ink.
875 points, ended November 20, 2008, 28 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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My own experience still rips into my mind and invades my dreams, turning them into sour nightmares...I know how you feel, waking up, screaming, STOP, just fucking STOP!!!
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My sympathies to you, and for ypour plight I knmow too well. This is a sad and chilling write. My blessings go your way.
Serene
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Such a powerful write about a very traumatic experience. I hope sharing in some way helped.
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hauntingly written, and unfortunately forever. i love how you descrbed him "ebony night wraps its wings around me." and the hardest is when your trapped by love so the violation continues for years. confusing you because at one time there was a reason why you had loved.
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Don't they say that most victims know their attackers; think the precentage is 80%. But to be in love - well no form of rape is worse than another but i can just imagine how this would eat away at you from the inside... the stories told in this contest are heartbreaking, and terrifying, and no words could possibly respond to them in a healing manner .... there is so much pain in the world, and much of it inflicted to some by others ... where they think they get the 'right' to do this, i really do not know...
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Oh Jordypoo
I'm so sorry you had to go through this. I guess it's true when they say bad things happen to good people. If you want I can hunt him down and torture him every living second till he dies 
Dear, if you ever want to talk I'm here for you, never forget it.
Love yooou
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I'll fucking kill him.
I'm so sorry something so awful had to happen to you. It's like a crime that defies the laws of gravity, it's something that should have never happened.
I'm always here for you love
All my love
♥
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Honey he didn't love you if he forced you. You might of loved him... or thought you did. But stop or no means I don't want this to continue. And since he did he didn't love you.
I just love this background very much. Also, your words are very well written. Good job
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