⚠️ TW: reference to sexual assault ⚠️
It doesn't fade away
Not his ruthless touches
The marks indented
They stay unchanged
It will never leave me be
His hands pinning me
His laughter as I squealed
Killing me from the inside
It will never let me hide
Move on from his strides
The restricted walls of my sex
I did not want him there
I fear he will return
I fear I will never learn
For he was not the only one
I was so young.
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Poetryessentially this is a book where I write down all my favourite original poems - the ones that made me feel something as I wrote them, the ones that made me smile, made me cry and made me scream into my pillow at night. My poems tell my story in ways...
