Fighting Fire with Violence

When the notion that another had taken over my life by laying their hands on me washed over and sunk in

Every bit of recovery slipped through my fingers

The progress was erased

A feeling of violation took over

I lost my smile

Again

"Why me" and "what did I do to deserve this" ran through my head

But a light went on

Maybe I'm a spark that could ignite a wildfire of revolutions - the revolutions that many fear

Some of these people want to put out these fires by acting as if their hands creating violence towards me was the water that would put out the fire burning inside me

Thus making me think taking a razorblade to myself was ok because they acted with hatred towards me

So why couldn't I?

As the PTSD and bruises outwardly show my suffering

Rock bottom is a destination I've already visited

I made home there for a while - hell it's still my home

But the fire is still raging within me

Reviews

[Scott Metro]

You will rise above it....learn to defend yourself..it's not your fault.
If I may wax a bit here....There have always been predators and civilization is a lie...it has made us weak.
A thousand years ago you would thwarted his attack with knife or sword and waked away unscathed.
Today...you are taught from an early age to be a willing victim in the name of civilization.
I felt your pain here...and that means you expressed it well
Good job.
Scott