Pure ~ A Collection of Poetry

The Morning After

Hey everyone. I wrote this after reading an article about the way that high school girls get cheated and slut-shammed after they are raped, especially when people say it wasn't technically rape when it definitely was, so this is kinda my idea of what it'd be like. Anyways--if you're uncomfortable with the topic, don't read, but please do spread the word about how wrong it is. If we don't take steps to stop these things from happening, no one will. 

you spent the afternoon

painting your toenails

the color of spring sun-rain

not knowing that

it'd chip off in just a day

that night, you told

Little White Lies in a Little Black Dress 

because

Just One More wouldn't hurt

but you ignored the fact that

each cup was the color of demon eyes

the next week, 

you and he talk but

he says you never said no

so it wasn't rape

and you remember thinking that

you didn't say no because society gagged you

and wondering why,

if it wasn't,

you felt so empty

but then he's gone

and with him, answers

and you hear him say

"she's just some slutty freshman"

and your heart breaks

just like his drunken promises

from the Night Before