I was raped, stolen, defiled
Maybe that is why I never smiled.
People think that's why I'm gay
But they don't know the hell I've paid.
I had responsibilities I couldn't flee
I felt obligated to keep my head down so no one would see.
That I'm not the same as I once was, rigid and strong.
Now I am timid and long.
And it took me a while to realize that the pills don't help.
And now they sit up in my shelf
For the day I can not handle anymore
They will help me die for sure.
But until that day you all should know
My white wall was already splattered
But now you've made it black
And my heart is shattered
It will never go back
So while you're getting your pleasure
Know you've killed this person
Who could've been funny, smart, or something you didn't see
Because you couldn't hold your sick self back from her body.
YOU ARE READING
Poems by Joelle C Johnson
PoesíaPOEM 4 SEXUAL ASSAULT TRIGGER WARNING! Many of these poems are ones I have previously written, without dates or titles. I will do my best to add poems every so often with dates. This is mostly so I never lose my works and I can always find them, but...
