Your stench lingers,
Tainting the good memories,
This city, was once mine,
A little sanctuary
Resolute.
I see you in the faces of every man I meet
I feel you in their touch
Feel your hot breath in the nape of my neck
Churning in my stomach.
I see you when I look at him.
I see you when im held by him
I see your eyes in his
As if my body cannot let go if the hell that was yours.
If you had raped any other girl,
I think you'd be in jail by now.
But I see you in eery corner I turn,
And I'm too scared to go to the cops.
And though I've tried
I still can't shake you
Honestly, I may never shake you,
You may always be the evil that resides deep in my bones
I my be cursed to share this inhabitance with you.
And though I've been told, I always seem to find the bright side
I don't think this story gets a hoary ending,
I think sometimes you're just a victim of your past.
Im just your victim.
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sometimes rain, sometimes rainbow - poetry collection
Poetrya collection of poems, written in real time about the good, the bad, and the ugly that comes with healing. PLEASE READ THE CONTENT WARNINGS this poetry collection includes themes and descriptions of: sexual violence/assault/harassment PTSD halluci...
