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TW- {Implied Sexualization}


If there ever may be

Something I yearn for, within my years of youth

of strife, and of growth,

May it be the prayer, the hope,

the Wish,

that for once, you would take no for an answer.

Not, "No as in yes?"

Not, "No as in not now?"

Not blatantly ignoring me, and touching me still.

No as in no. No, staying—and forever remaining—No.

I realize now, where my sadism comes from, when you laugh while I persist in frustration.

Get your damned hands away from my body.

Don't touch my thigh while you drive.

Don't smack my ass as I walk by.

Don't touch me, at all.

And even though I'm playing along, I still have the prayer,

the hope,

the Wish,

that you would finally take no for an answer.

And maybe, perhaps,

I could finally feel safe again.



-Rue

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