Pain

I 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./

Author's Note

Please critque and share if you can relate!

Reviews

[Allie]

I have been in this exact place a few times in my life but I'm glad I pulled through and got passed and found happier days. I think you said it the best "Blaming this bottle for the battle I did not win/
Praying the next sip will help me forget the regret within/." I love these lines because I know so many people that go through feelings like this on a regular basis. Thanks for sharing and thanks for the great read!

[rosemary keogh]

Ah thats so sad brings a tear to my eye. Yes i can relate to it being in a relationship with a alcoholic for 10 years went through some bad times. I got out thank god. Very well expressed. I like it.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

It flows perfectly, it raises the hope for all, well done, good read.

[SuicidePact.]

i loved the line: Lost in your lust, no concern for my blessing/
Your drunk lips touch my nervous body as you start undressing/


it sounds lyrical like a song..perhaps a rap..i really like it!