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The horrid stench of your cologne flooded my nostrils, stinging my eyes.
Your claw-like hands gripped my wrists tightly and you never let go.
I could feel you ripping at my clothing, ripping away my innocence.
Piece by piece.
I try to pull away but your hold on me turns into more pain.
I try to cry out but there is only the sickening sound of your breath that orbits around the room.
I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping to erase your face.
I can still see you.
Your disgusting face.
I remember when I used to think you were beautiful.
What happened to that feeling?
Those few seconds went by so fast, I hadn’t even noticed you had tied my hands.
I heard you say something,
I knew it was meant to hurt me.
It did.
You held my hips roughly.
You violated me.
Inside and out.
I could finally hear my cries of pain.
You only became more rough.
Calling me names I knew weren’t true.
Were they ?
No ! No ! They weren’t true...
Everything you were doing was making me feel pain.
I hated you.
I HATE you !
Ever second.
Ever moment.
I feel nothing but pain because of you.
You felt nothing but happiness to hear me scream.
I won’t let you win.
I wont...
But even when I am determined I can’t forget that night...
That feeling.
You.
I crumble to worthless pieces.
Even with these last drops of crimson red blood.
Bleeding from my weary body...
I will hate you.
Forever.
- by SomethingSatanic |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 06/01/2009 |
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- Title: I hate you.
- Artist: SomethingSatanic
- Description: This poems is about something that a lot of people have faced. Even if they haven't come to terms with what happened. I hope not to bring up traumatic memories, but to be able to tell victims of this horrible crime that they are not alone. If you or someone you love has been raped, it is best that you call the police and seek professionaly help. Physical and emotional scarring are evident in these types of cases. I give my highest hopes to rape victims.
- Date: 06/01/2009
- Tags: hate rape hurt suicide innocence
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Comments (7 Comments)
- shy_hotgrl101 - 01/01/2010
- everyone that has a normal life says that they hate it when they dont get something they want, but they have no idea how lucky they r untill they experiance it. im glad i haven been abuse but im not going to be lik that. im never going to stop having regrets for how i was pissed when my parents didnt get me something i wanted for christmas, i was lucky to even get presents.
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- Hidden Raiyne - 08/20/2009
- Thank you for being brave and open.
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- Inge11 - 08/13/2009
- This is a really good poem!
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- Lady Celescte - 07/29/2009
- wow i absolutly love ur strng feelings i think it shld be in the fiction poems cuz i sense somthn real is behind it
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- Jamseyx3 - 07/18/2009
- i like your story itss very interesting it captions the readers atantion! can you please check mine out if you like mine may you plz rate it ?
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- Digital Witness - 06/29/2009
- That's emotionally gripping. It really brings to life a situation many people in this world have unfortunately had to endure. I never realized until now how terrible it really is because I ,luckily, have never been raped. I feel very bad for anyone out there who has been raped. Blessings for all of them.
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- bookgeek555 - 06/27/2009
- wow...
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