It's not about what he did to me, but why he did it. Would this still have happened if I didn't go to that work party? Would he still touch me the way he did at the party? Why did he ask me those questions? Why did he say those things to me? Why did he touch me like that? Why did he offer that to me? Why did I let him continue? Am I over reacting to this? Was he just out of it and i'm being dramatic?
Why did he do this to me?
I still see him around, I don't know what to do when I see him. It's like I'm frozen. I would like to be free and go outside. Nothing is physically stopping me. It's the worry if I see him again and I'll be frozen. It's the worry that I'll see reminds of him.
It's the worry that it might happen again.
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I'M IN PIECES
PoetryI'M IN PIECES By. Phoenix R. B "I'M IN PIECES" was inspired by personal events in my own little life that i wish to share with others that may relate. If you do relate i'm sorry that you do. This book was inspired to be something that people can co...
