Remember back to childhood,
when a gift would have been ignorance,
when the day could never seem brighter; even when raining,
till the time when we realised the blue skies were our evil angels.
I remember...
My dress tore beneath me as i took two steps backwards mentally,
The glass tilting in my feeble hands; i shake.
Guitar strings being plucked; the beat of the drum,
Lost in the coils of my mind as i twist and turn-
dancing with spite as he whispers; in control.
Dark looming eyes played a part on my bare skin,
Leading me to his car door; I knew him and trusted him,
Until I heard the slam and felt the speed.
The footsteps on our arrival still haunt me,
as we slowed, parked, in the dark,
his laughter echoing in the confined space of no escape,
we were alone.
I protested kicked and screamed,
his hands playing under the seams of my dress,
A contort expression of possession,
I twisted but it was too late,
He took all the pride I had left,
And left me empty.
The next day was school people knew I had changed,
Dark rings under my eyes a rattling breath,
My brittle fingers twisting the combination lock,
Broken.
They sent me to the councilors,
fuck it if they helped; all they did was spot,
the long crooked scars on my arms,
Looking upon with pity.
PITY is all they had to offer,
WORDS is all they could give,
ANGER is what i feel,
SCARS is all i have left.
Author notes
Just for the record this didn't happen to me, its a record to something that sorta happened to a friend of mine, now that we have that clear i hope it doesnt change your judgement on the poem since it isnt a personal account
To those who still suffer..
A contest entry
- Options!!!! Anything goes. by Jaffa-.
550 points, ended December 10, 2008, 52 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Abused??? Let it known! Scream it out, tell the world about it. by starving-to-survive.
1700 points, ended February 3, 99 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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this is a very deep poem.....reallly great description of the agony that on goes through when raped ....and its even deeper coming from someone who didnt actually goes through it.....you did an excellent job !!!
"PITY is all they had to offer,
WORDS is all they could give,
ANGER is what i feel,
SCARS is all i have left. "
these are very powerful words here!
keep up the good work....
i have a piece entitled "NO" maybe you can have a read .....
its so true that rapist arent always strangers !
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I protested kicked and screamed,
his hands playing under the seams of my dress,
A contort expression of possession,
I twisted but it was too late,
He took all the pride I had left,
And left me empty.
The next day was school people knew I had changed,
Dark rings under my eyes a rattling breath,
My brittle fingers twisting the combination lock,
Broken.
I love how the last sentence of each stanza goes hand in hand. This kind of thing happens every day, and probably will continue to, I just pray that those who suffer from it can find the strength to look up.
Great write -
Wow, OMG for some one who this didnt actually happen to (thank god) you have an amazing insite to the pain, and hurt. Your knowlege on the subject as an outsider is incredible. SO no it would never change my opinion on the piece. actually quite the opposite.
A fantastic write. I could feel the fear, the emotion so well. ANd with referance to the title, you are absolutly right, the rapist can be some one you know asnd trust.
A brilliant write. THank you so much for entering this into my contest -
wow...this poem really speaks to the soul. you have suck a way with words and it shows drasticly trough this poem. you have a great sense of emotion and power running through this poem. great job and keep writing!!
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"PITY is all they had to offer,
WORDS is all they could give,
ANGER is what i feel,
SCARS is all i have left. "
is a really good ending to this poem
thank you for sharing this with us
im sorry that this happened to you
there is alot of power and emotion in this
i can feel the anger and the pity of the people
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I can relate the same thing happened to me with a friend of 10 years only it was at his parents house... ... great write, I;m glad you shared it with us... ...
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very powerful
This price is incredibly powerful and mind boggling. I envy the courage you have to put this up. But I also applaud you on it. You put a horrific memory to such words. It flows so evenly and it makes me feel like I was in the situation like I was the victim. You are extremely talented.
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Very powerful
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That is amazing. Amazing that you had the courage to put this online. I've been through it, but I never ever describe to anybody ever. beautiful
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this is sad, but really freaking good.
your poetry amazes me, seriously.
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That was really sad. It's the scars that neevr heal, the hearts that never mend and the people that will never be the same. Amazing poem. Brought tears to my eyes. Just to think that some people are treated like this and have to suffer their whole lives afraid and alone. It was an amazing write with a lot of emotion. Amazing write well done and good luck.
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my gosh..bloody brilliant! im lost for words
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Kyle took the words out of my mouth. WHen I read your author notes and saw you saying that it wasn't a good piece, I was a little thunder struck, but I know that to a poet, often their works don't seem good even when they are remarkably so. I'm a little confused too, for you say this isn't about you, but that you do have a situation that you can't do anything about - but -
If this truly isn't about you then my jaw is dropped because the raw anger, and shaking emotion in this was so heartfelt, that I truly thought that it was coming from your own heart, and that these were your memories, which just goes to show how strongly impacting the poem itself is!
The ending also, was very effective with the capitalised words. Thank you for sharing this with us; and, when anythign is bottling up inside, it's always better to let it out even though we ourselves might not think it came out in a good way
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You need to have more confidence in your writing -- please realise that this is an amazing piece. It is filled with such emotion (not just anger) and tells an engaging story that leaves the reader on the edge of their seat (in my case anyway). I particularly love the intro about childhood... and the end with the capitalised words.. This was very well-written, brilliant work
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If this is you just writing something for the first time in ages, then i would have loved to have seen what you wrote before this. Cos this is my type of thing. btw, Im Josh. and good luck in the contest
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whoa. this is brutal, angry, sad, horrific. great poem!
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This is fantasticly written and I absolutley love it. This is so sad and heartbreaking. I loved the way that you started the poem, the first verse. One tiny thing, at the start you say the girl is wearing a dress, then later you say jeens. Do tell me if this was intentional or if I missed something.
Otherwise this is fantastic and I am so glad that you enterd in my contest and im glad you liked your prompt
Thanks a bunch,
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very sad
This is so common, but not a good trait. Too bad that we cannot keep this from happining. Some just want the control that this makes them feel. Sorry for your friends situation and the fact that all I have are words! Good luck to you both! The Shaker
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awww this poem is soo sad beautiful write though. keep up the good work. x
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a powerful but sad write> words, I cannot find to help you heal. But I feel that this is a much needed poem and for those that commit such an insidious deed, castration their just reward at the very least.
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