Rape Poems
Of all crimes committed against a person, rape is the one that leaves a person feeling the most violated. A rape victim is often left with the feeling that that a part of them has been torn apart. Because the feeling is still with them, the victim may have a sense that the crime is continuously occurring. To use another person's body and ignore the soul the resides within is the most egregious crime that one person can commit against another.
Poems about Rape
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Forever Changed
I heard the footsteps coming and I knew this would be another long night
And something inside me screamed this time it really isn’t right
The words he was saying were ruthless and cruel
And ..........
And something inside me screamed this time it really isn’t right
The words he was saying were ruthless and cruel
And ..........
You're The One Thing I Fear Poem, Door Of Pain
In my life you're the one thing I fear,
And before you die, this you must hear.
Everyday we were out to play,
we'd laugh and joke, and together we'd stay.
Even Saturday's we'd go to the ..........
And before you die, this you must hear.
Everyday we were out to play,
we'd laugh and joke, and together we'd stay.
Even Saturday's we'd go to the ..........
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Masked Without A Voice
The truth I hold, took years to unfold, locked up and never told.
Now I speak, for I am done being weak.
A story I will tell, awakening the pits of hell.
Pinned against the wall, being ..........
Now I speak, for I am done being weak.
A story I will tell, awakening the pits of hell.
Pinned against the wall, being ..........
Toy Shed Nightmare
I still remember the dark dirty floor
of the toy shed in the backyard.
The pain as every piece of clothing I had on
was getting torn off in fast motions.
The hand covering my
mouth ..........
of the toy shed in the backyard.
The pain as every piece of clothing I had on
was getting torn off in fast motions.
The hand covering my
mouth ..........
Raped By Cousin, Why Do You Push
I was turning 11.
the day I needed to be happy, the
start of my 11th birthday.
but that was not the only thing
that it marked. it was also the
day that it had all started. I just ..........
the day I needed to be happy, the
start of my 11th birthday.
but that was not the only thing
that it marked. it was also the
day that it had all started. I just ..........
Poem About Healing From Rape With Writing, I Just Write
I can't talk to nobody,
I feel like nobody understands,
So I pick up some paper and grab me a pen.
You see me smile, but if you only knew
The things that I hold on to,
And just can't ..........
I feel like nobody understands,
So I pick up some paper and grab me a pen.
You see me smile, but if you only knew
The things that I hold on to,
And just can't ..........
It's Okay Because At Least I'm Not Like You
You’re nothing but a dirty old man
But I knew it was some sort of elaborate plan
Its okay but let me ask did I fulfill your needs
Sure it doesn’t matter that you made me bleed
Did it ..........
But I knew it was some sort of elaborate plan
Its okay but let me ask did I fulfill your needs
Sure it doesn’t matter that you made me bleed
Did it ..........
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They Can No Longer Hurt Me
Blood boiled in every vain,
Like a flicker in every flame.
Tears streaming from my eyes,
Cause my life is built on lies.
Over powered by my fears,
So I kept quiet for many ..........
Like a flicker in every flame.
Tears streaming from my eyes,
Cause my life is built on lies.
Over powered by my fears,
So I kept quiet for many ..........
Raped By My Father, All Alone
All alone I sit and cry
I wonder why I can't just let myself die
I lay on my bed
Covering my head
The marks he leaves are red
But inside I'm already dead
I hope tonight ..........
I wonder why I can't just let myself die
I lay on my bed
Covering my head
The marks he leaves are red
But inside I'm already dead
I hope tonight ..........
Rape
I lay there looking at the ceiling hoping something would stop you
Willing the words to come out from the back of my throat
It seemed so easy to say no before
So simple
But that day in ..........
Willing the words to come out from the back of my throat
It seemed so easy to say no before
So simple
But that day in ..........
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