Blood boiled in every vain, Like a flicker in every flame. Tears streaming from my eyes, Cause my life is built on lies. Over powered by my fears, So I kept quiet for many years.
The secrets tore me up inside. With a twisted mind and arms tied They took their turns, So I buried the burns. I thought it was my fault. My fault for the rape, and the assault.
Those dark memories still haunt my brain, And still I feel I'm the one to blame. Every night I lie awake, Wondering how much I can take. If only someone would have listened, To the screams and to the pleads.
Maybe I could have ended it all, And still be able to stand tall. But enough was enough. Tonight I will stay tough Maybe for once they will see That they can’t hurt me no longer.
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Posted: Jan 2013
About this poem:
I wrote this poem after I was sexually assaulted and beaten in the United States Army by three black men in the my unit.
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