Welcome to Raped 25 Years
Join me on a journey of healing as I share my experiences through creative writing. Through poetry and short musings, I aim to express the impact of trauma on my life and find light at the end of the tunnel.
DEPRESSION
Deep and dark
Twisting on the
Inside
As I drown in
Overwhelming fear
Of the unknown;
Never-ending tortuous
Pain continues
Rising.
Slowly sinking
I curl up
Foetal position;
Why does nobody
Hear my shrieks
For help as I flounder
To keep my head
Out of the surf,
Waving my hand
In desperation.
Never ceasing,
The torment just
Goes on;
Forever until
I end.
TORTURED
There are no words
To describe the hatred
I feel.
It is more than
Total annihilation that
I wish for this
Body of mine.
To bleed is good -
Like draining the
Evil from this
Human form.
I so desperately
Desire to be
Loved and wanted,
But instead I
Hurt on the inside
With a pain too
Much to bear.
I deserve the acts
I commit to my
Own body -
Ruining it to stop
The games
Men like to perform
On it.
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