Depression Book

Violated-A Poem

There's such a thing as too much.

We aren't that close, why did you think I wanted to be touched?

I was just saying how I felt.

I wasn't asking for your help.

I wasn't asking for more pain.

I just wish you would go away.

Was any of it intentional?

Did you understand what you caused me?

I can't walk the halls without being afraid anymore.

You said "I was trying to help."

You said this would, "Make things better"

You said I would feel better.
All I feel is violated.