PainA Poem by Honey54I just read a poem called "To my dead father" and it inspired me to write this poem about my own experience of rape.
Blaming this bottle for the battle I did not win/
Praying the next sip will help me forget the regret within/ My mind flood with destruction because, I can no longer pretend/ Hoping that night doesn’t happen again./ Lost in your lust, no concern for my blessing/ Your drunk lips touch my nervous body as you start undressing/ Forced not willed/ And still….. I feel the blame/ I feel the shame/ And nothing is gained but this brutal pain./ © 2012 Honey54Author's Note
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