I STATED "NO"
WHAT COULDN'T YOU SEE
THAT THE BODY YOU WANTED
IT BELONGED TO ME
I WEPT "NO"
WHAT COULDN'T YOU UNDERSTAND
NO DOESNT MEAN HIT ME HIT ME WITH THE BACK OF YOUR HAND
I GROWLED "NO"
I KNOW YOU ALWAYS HEARD
BECAUSE YOU WOULF PAINY ME IN BRUISES IN RETURN FOR EVERY WORD.
I SCREAMED "NO"
AND YOU KNOCKED ME OUT
RIPPING OFF MY CLOTHES WHILE IGNORING MY SHOUTS
I REPEAT "NO!"
AND ALL YOU DID WAS SMIRK.
NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENED
YOU CARRIED ON YOUR WORK.
I THOUGHT NO
WOULD BE MY LAST WORD.
AND I THOUGHT MY CHANCES OF LIVING WERE SLIM.
BECAUSE EVEN IF I GOT OUT
EVEN IF I TOLD THE TRUTH
THEY'D ALL SAY
"YOU PROVOKED HIM"
"I'm just a girl, no is just a word"
-R.M-
YOU ARE READING
Fix me.
PoetryThis is where i escape. This is where i spend my days, in between thoughts about suicide and what else I would do to be held in your arms.
