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Broken
I woke up yesterday
feeling
Beautiful
Confident
Safe
in my own skin.
I felt the desire
To lift my wings and take flight
To roam beyond the blue skies
To experience the gift of life
To cherish every day that I’m a l i v e.
It’s strange how something
that happened so quickly
Can completely change your life
Can alter how you view yourself
Can make you question your worth.
The tables turned
I was his prey.
He lured me
Into his trap.
Before I could comprehend
What was happening
He closed in on me
Locking me in with his big frame
Thoughts raced through my mind
He pressed his hands against mine
And in that moment,
I kissed my i n n o c e n c e goodbye.
Pinned against the wall
I tried to push away
But his grip was too firm
I could not escape
The pain pierced my body
My screams e c h o e d the alley
His hands covered my mouth
Blurring out my cries
With all my strength I fought back
But everything I tried was in vain
I glared at him in resentment
But he just chuckled in amusement
Tears
s
t
r
e
a
m
e
d
down my face
Knowing it’s too late.
With every second passing
I’m losing a part of myself.
There I was in the alleyway
With purple bruises and trickling blood
I pinched myself until it hurt
“Please tell me this is a dream.”
I woke up today
feeling
Used
Helpless
Terrified
to be in my own skin.
My wings are broken, I cannot f l y
I’m trapped in a cage that has no door
I’ve gotten used to the darkness of depression
I’m longing the day I’ll leave this treacherous world.

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This poem was written to raise awareness about rape and abuse.