You raped me.
And all your friends thought it was a joke.
You raped me .
And I blamed myself for weeks.
You raped me.
And I still do.
You raped me.
And my parents called your parents to talk about it.
You raped me.
And I’ve never felt so embarrassed in my whole life.
You raped me.
And all I want to do is drink.
You raped me.
And it did not leave physical bruises.
You raped me .
And my soul feels bruised forever.
You raped me.
And I am not broken.
You raped me.
But you have not won.
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Author:
BuckNonymousLey (
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- Comment from author about the poem: You are stronger. They have not won. #MeToo
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Wow . If this happened to you . Iām sorry . Venting away in the world of poetry is a good way to let things out of your chest though š
Ive decided that instead of taking defeat I should let this make me a stronger person and a stronger writer. Thank you for your kind response š
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