Poem -

Survivor!!

Survivor!!

Emotions locked away behind a wall,
you made me feel so very small
You were my friends dad, i trusted you,
you did things to me I thought you'd never do

I wish the tears would run down my face,
I hang my head low, thinking what a disgrace
The tears inside are from the damage you caused,
What do you want now, a round of applause

I watched you do these things to me right before my very eyes,
You carried on hurting me and ignored my cries
You touched me in the wrong places without my consent,
Please tell me, why is this the way it went

All i wanted was for you to get off me,
But getting you off me wasn't that easy
You hit me in my face and it really hurt,
You made me feel like a piece of dirt

I remember it like it was yesterday,
Will i ever forget it all and be ok
The thoughts are awful, inside i cry,
Sometimes I just think, why didn't I die

I feel dirty, horrible, used and ashamed to know that i am a victim of sexual assault.

I may be a victim but I'm definitely a Survivor!!

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poetryfan

WOW!!! BlueStarXJade. For anyone who has been through this or something similar this poem makes your heart ache. Just remember they are the scum and yes we are definitely the survivors. I believe in KARMA and they will get what they deserve.
Poetry is a great way for victims to express themselves. Take care and I wish you all the best ;)
 

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