Sexual assault Poems
July 27
by Habiba Soliman
I should be over it
Right?
It's been 353 days
Almost a year has passed
But why am I still scared?
Why do I still hate it when people come close
I still panic when I don't have to
Still feel his hand on my skin
Degrading me in every way
Still remember the words he said to me
......
88. Take My Hand
by Kea Campbell
I used to keep secrets confident, no matter how righteously exposing.
Suffocating in drama that yanks me by the collar of my clothing.
My ears drown in gossip from Christians well versed in God's omnipresence.
They sell false narratives and natter while I grasp for holy acquiescence.
It grows more and more ironic, looking at higher ranks in the conferred.
Traumas discounted by corrupted governments who empower predators in a church.
I go to a "safe" space to praise with community and sing my psalm.
......
sdjlwkje
by akjdoijo mnajajjdchsa
Continue readingCandy
by Author Reinvented
Sweet talk,
Candy lips,
Pull me closer,
Shake those hips.
Eat the Sugar,
Open up,
Make sure not to spill a drop.
You keep feeding me all this Candy,
Talking oh-so-sweetly,
......
prints
by Hannah Woerner
Footprints in the barren snow
A bitter red to haunt my dreams
A shadow of the deepest silk
A shadow of deception
Smooth words where there are rough edges
Rough hands where there should be gentle touch
Fingerprints purple on my hips
......
88. Take My Hand
by Kea Campbell
I used to keep secrets confident, no matter how righteously exposing.
Suffocating in drama that yanks me by the collar of my clothing.
My ears drown in gossip from Christians well versed in God's omnipresence.
They sell false narratives and natter while I grasp for holy acquiescence.
It grows more and more ironic, looking at higher ranks in the conferred.
Traumas discounted by corrupted governments who empower predators in a church.
I go to a "safe" space to praise with community and sing my psalm.
......
July 27
by Habiba Soliman
I should be over it
Right?
It's been 353 days
Almost a year has passed
But why am I still scared?
Why do I still hate it when people come close
I still panic when I don't have to
Still feel his hand on my skin
Degrading me in every way
Still remember the words he said to me
......
Candy
by Author Reinvented
Sweet talk,
Candy lips,
Pull me closer,
Shake those hips.
Eat the Sugar,
Open up,
Make sure not to spill a drop.
You keep feeding me all this Candy,
Talking oh-so-sweetly,
......
sdjlwkje
by akjdoijo mnajajjdchsa
Continue readingprints
by Hannah Woerner
Footprints in the barren snow
A bitter red to haunt my dreams
A shadow of the deepest silk
A shadow of deception
Smooth words where there are rough edges
Rough hands where there should be gentle touch
Fingerprints purple on my hips
......
