Invisible Bruises

A poem about rape.

Choke the life from me
But you can't kill my soul

Squeeze until it hurts
You're losing self control

Take what isn't yours
You will soon be repaid

Grit and grind your teeth
Shameful, how you get laid

Delight in my screams
You coward in disguise

Watch me rise above
You are your own demise

Reviews

[A love for poetry]

wow, first thought that came to my mind was "raw". The poem certainly has a lot of strength to it, or something like a massive force of righteous will power... I couldn't imagine what rape would actually feel like, but for a second there, I could imagine how bad it would effect someone.

Good poem here, perhaps a forwarding to the rape support area (health care) would be in order, someone could benefit from reading it.

[Barbara Walker]

This is a strong soul, certainly will not give the satisfaction of being the victim. Very strong write, I can feel the intense energy behind the words.
Love the last two lines!

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

I salute a person who can stand after a fall, run and claim justice for himself/herself. Great composition.

[murrill]

Powerful words. I really would not know what to say, But I feel sorry for the victim. Send the preditor to Hell, or a spirit relm with the torcher of the screams of its falling victims.

[Rob Santana]

What a powerful write. Going through a horrible experience,but knowing you will survive and rise above it. What comes around goes around.

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

Well emoted brutality. Glad your subject rose above it. Karma always wins...

[Keith]

Wow! This is one of the most power poems I have ever read. It made me both sorrowful and angry. Now that reveals the power words.
Well done.

[Renée]

Bravo for shedding light where its needed !

[Kitty]

WOW Jenn. This piece is short but says volumes! what imagery. i saw many things in my mind when i read this. a timeless piece since this has been happening for much too long. i know our redeemer is a just God and justice will be served to those who have been wronged. including the person in this poem.
love.

[An owl on the moon]

Your words struck so deep against the pain and violence others inflict.. and here, amid that overwhelming darkness, you share a courage and a hope to rise above it... to not let it take your spirit that thrives apart from the horrid act. Powerful...