Somewhere an old man dies
And a child is born
Mellifluous is the sound of his cries
To the ears of his mother
It's the start of a new life
An year later the child exclaims
Ah look! it's a butterfly
The wind blowing carries the butterfly to the sea...
Trigger warning ⚠️ Slightly mature content. Those who have experienced sexual harassment before are advised not to read.
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These whispers are faint prayers. Don't touch me, Don't touch me.
It's too much, the weight of your hands. It's too much, the rise of your chest. It's too much, the fall of your breath on my face.
This monstrosity I did not ask for. I was helpless, I was alone. Isn't God supposed to help us?
Yet I struggled under you without a light. You broke my innocent smile bright. The rose of a soul inside me has withered. It's gone, it's dark, it's night.
Sleep, Sleep child, echoes my mind. My eyes do I close to your body on mine.
Don't touch me, Don't touch me. This monstrosity I did not ask for, This monstrosity do I get despite my cries.
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This poem is inspired by Sadie from the book Jude by amorrei . If y'all haven't read that book, be sure to check it out. I promise you won't be disappointed.
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