Suit of armourA Poem by breakthebrokenone
Trembling hands
Touch my skin Making me crawl back Into my flesh Which acts like a suit A suit of armour worn Like David wore when he fought Goliath. I never wanted to be touched. It happened without consent. I couldn't find my voice And I didn't have the power to stop it. In that moment I needed a suit of armour But I couldn't find it Despite it being within reach. I wish I had my suit of armour Like I have it now That I wear proudly upon my back And give to the women in need. We all wear a suit of armour We all stand together And fight As an army Against oppression. © 2017 breakthebrokenone |
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Added on October 8, 2017 Last Updated on October 8, 2017 Authorbreakthebrokenonechristchurch, canterbury, New ZealandAboutI am 21. I would love to hear what my fellow poets think of my work. I post new work every second day. I have tattoos and love Leonard Cohen and Sylvia Plath. I listen to a lot of Lana Del Rey and I w.. more..Writing
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