The untold truth about me.

THE NEW KIND OF CONDOM

Here lies the great depression with in me. A young 18 year old girl who falls in love easily. Who has mistaking the word sex for love. Listening to sza imagining living in a civil world that brings tears to my eye and leaves my body paralyzed but then he touches me and all the beautiful sun lights becomes an abyss. The clouds becomes dark as he vigorously kisses me. The night becomes colder as he caresses my insides with his made up lies, called love. My body is left inflamed and scarred with shame but this young voice will not be tamed. He told me looking deeply in my eyes. With his strong hands wrap tightly around my neck "you are a woman now". His words came out viciously and tears rained from my eyes like an water fall, while my face was harshly red. My heart pounded like an African man beating on drums while my body shook as if i was the woman dancing to it. When he left the unseen bruises on me that effected me deeply. I felt my body decaying. I felt uncleaned, i felt that this was my fault. He told me in a deep dark whisper  "shh don't tell no one". 

This is fiction, this is a poem i wrote about being raped and what it does to woman. It hurts me to hear how woman have been sexually abuse while growing and what mental state it leaves them in. I was not a rape victim but i have close friends who was. I was sexually harassed  by boys in school and it took an strong effect on me. Click to page to two read the rest.