By: L.T.
Me and You Before you my anxiety was getting better I could handle a room full of people And my heart would not flutter Every step was not met with a bead of sweat The rhythm to which I moved never thought to include you My body retains a memory that I no longer seem to know Control yourself, this isn't just another rape poem They say the best way to get over trauma is being surrounded by the ones you love That home is where the love is Where the love is where your family is But home isn't home to me Just a cell to hide from what you did to me I hope you're happy I'd pray to god if I still believed he loved me If a creator existed, oh how I'd pray he had never created me Than maybe I wouldn't have written this my tongue would no longer fear your name My hands would not shake at your voice My body would not seek an escape from your touch But this isn't just another rape poem It's your word against mine No Maybe I asked for it |
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