Abuse Poem by Teens

Poem About Rape

I survived this torture, which left me paralyzed for years. That's what that night was all about, mutilation, more than violence through sex. I really do feel as though I was psychologically mutilated that night, and now I'm trying to put the pieces back together again. Through love, not hatred ... My strength has been to open again, to life, and my victory is the fact that, despite it all, I kept alive my vulnerability.

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This story touched me. I was raped by my granddad when I was 1, 2, and 3 years old. I tried telling my grandma, but she said I was lying, so I told my mom. She told me she would take care of...

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His Kiss, Amiss

Published by Family Friend Poems July 2011 with permission of the Author.

He holds me close, my lips he kisses
Inside I know this is truly amiss
He kisses again, his hand moves low
I check the time, "I gotta go."

He fusses, I scream
He grabs me, so I begin
To push away, "Just let me go!"
My jeans unzip, "Please don't! No!"

His hits, my shouts
His hand over my mouth
I black out, I bruise
My innocence I lose.

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by Angelina Nunnely-Tucker, tuscaloosa
6 years ago

This story touched me. I was raped by my granddad when I was 1, 2, and 3 years old. I tried telling my grandma, but she said I was lying, so I told my mom. She told me she would take care of it. Two days after my 4th birthday my mom took me to a behavior school and then I went into foster care. I have stayed in the same foster home since then, and when I was 10 my foster mom adopted me. I am 14 now and I am happy and safe.

by Dom, Albion PA
9 years ago

I feel you. I was 12 when my aunts boyfriend raped me. I cry every night. And today is 2 years since I've been raped. I have nightmares. I don't let any guy near me. I don't hangout with guys alone. And I don't trust no guy. I have told anyone. I'm afraid to. I hope you recover.

by Chelsea, England
11 years ago

This poem made me cry. I was raped by someone who I thought was my friend.. I trusted him... This only happened a month ago and the police know, they've got to decide whether to take it to court or not. I feel so guilty, like I should've done more, but I just shut down and panicked. Then it hit me what was happening and I panicked and screamed and with one final push and hearing some people coming over, he ran off. I'm 15. I thought of all places I'd be safe in a park, safe with a 'friend'. But no. I can relate to the feeling of not being able to do anything and just 'letting it happen' because you go into shock when they don't listen when you said 'NO' about 5 times and kept screaming 'STOP'. Rapists are sick. Rape isn't about love, it's about power and control. Don't let them control the rest of your life, they're not worth your tears. Stay strong everyone! X

by Tempest, Orland Florida
12 years ago

My story is that when I was 5 years old I was molested by my father. I started to get older and I begin to have nightmares about it. Now I'm scared to even be touched by a man. I feel that he should be punished but no one cares how I feel.