Rage

• by HOSwrites
• 1 year ago

Your poem was hard to read. Not because of your writing but because of the subject matter. I can only imagine how it must feel to be violated, raped. And what gets me is that every man who commits this criminal act, had/has a mother, a sister, a wife, a daughter. I'm sure someone out here will be touched and feel supported by your words.

• by Ayesha Hashmi
• 2 years ago

I was never raped before, but I can relate to this poem. I transferred schools when I was 11 and I was lonely in my new school. A girl became m "friend." She was toxic and bad-mouthed me. Only around when I had something for her. Eventually, she ditched me to hang out with someone else.

• by Heather Petrey
• 3 years ago

My daughter's father drugged me and my 5-year-old. He did it again after picking up my daughter. She was trying to come in the room to save me, as she knew he would not be in my room. He tried to convince me I consented, but I was on my period. A year later she was court ordered a visit. An hour before she left I got a call from a girl, screaming and saying he had raped her. We even found out there were more girls. I needed to leave because I am his target. We are now hiding, as he has court and sentencing at 9:30. Please pray he goes to jail on his drug charges. Please pray the police close their murder investigation so he can face rape charges. Thank you for your poem. Our gal has made her report where my baby girl does not have to see him. Keep your heads up, ladies. I've been diagnosed with many anxiety and fear illnesses since then. We are ready for peace.

• by Helping Hand
• 6 years ago

I have never been raped but my older brother has been many times, and these poems have opened my eyes to the reality. Please I hope you all get the revenge and help needed.
GOD BLESS.

• by Krista, Berea
• 7 years ago

MY name is Krista. I am 19 years old now and I am a mental health student. I have disabilities now because of my past. I don't know what's worse. Remembering what happened or not remembering anything. I have no memory of my past but ever since I saw this guy on my street who looked familiar. I've been having terrible flash backs. I talked to my aunt about them only to find out I have been raped and abused. I have been shy and scared all these years and I never knew why until now. All these years I have suffered without knowing it. I was raped by a family member. Ever since I found out about this I haven't talked to anyone because I'm afraid of being made fun of and being treated differently. I haven't ever tried writing a poem and I don't know how yet but I am learning. All of your poems have inspired me to try it so I thank all of you very much. Bye

• by Angel, Newlondon
• 8 years ago

I was 14 years old. I was in a bad relationship. He was a control freak and I lost everything. It was as if I was his slave. I am 15 now and still deal with issues from it. I was raped several times. My relationship was only 3 months. I never told anyone because I was scared I didn't know what he would do. I ended up pregnant but then lost the baby because of him. My family disowned me and didn't trust me. I was always lying I didn't know what was the truth, but then after the last time I told a friend and he told me to tell my mom. That's when I looked in the mirror and told myself this had to stop. I didn't have to live like this. I had nightmares. I was always scared. The only way I could get away from that feeling was writing. I'd write stories and poems all the time. I have moved on a little bit but it will never leave me. So to those girls who have been there you are not alone.

• by Sid, Long Beach
• 9 years ago

I understand how you feel. That anger inside. My siblings and I grew up with some uncles, my dad died and mom went away for awhile. The ones that were supposed to take care of us, love us, damaged us. They raped my siblings. My only memory was my 4th birthday...then my life skips to 7! Not only that, we suffered from physical abuse, verbal abuse.

• by Cook, Georgia
• 10 years ago

I was raped twice when I was 10 years old. He was my mothers boyfriend at the time. I was so scared my mom would be mad at me. or even hate me so I held it in for months. During those months I was molested and raped. I will never forget the way his breath smelled or the smell on his clothes and I hate it. I wish I could forget but I cant. I have had so many nightmares and I still have them till this day. I'm 19 now. This poem says how I use to feel. But I let it go. The man who raped me (somewhere in his 30s at the time) got what he deserved. He had been let off due to hear-say (but I was ten?) but a couple years ago was attacked by dogs who tore his penis to shreds. Now to this day he's in prison for man slaughter. I found my justice just in life. It may not be the same for some or all of you but staying angry is an injustice to yourselves. now you have every right to be but who wants to live their life full of anger and painful memories. You all deserve a wonderful life now.

• by Skittlestastetherainbow, Florida
• 10 years ago

I understand your pain. I know other females and male who endured the same thing. Some lived, some died. But even then that couldn't hide the pain that was inside. I hate that people don't seem to understand how we feel. They act like its a fairy tale and it's not real. We deserve a chance to. So I'm glad we all speak our mind and figure out what to do.

• by Peterborough
• 10 years ago

I have been raped by my foster sister and she used to threaten me with a knife and to cut of my penis if I said anything. I wish it didn't happen.

• by Bluewasabi
• 10 years ago

I was also raped by my dad :(
I understand completely...but I was raped constantly for 7 years straight. I'm 14 right now so....I feel really happy to find another person just like me but I wouldn't want to kill him xDD
I would torture him until he finally understands my pain..even if he does I will still torture him :3
hello I'm blue nice to meet you :DD

• by Evi, Claremore Oklahoma
• 10 years ago

I was once taken care of by my brother when I was 4. Time passed and when I was 11 he raped me this went on for about 1 whole year. He told me he would kill me if I told anyone , I believed him being only 11 at the time. I am very confused still to this day as to why he did it. He and I still live together and we fight constantly about what happened in our past. It seems I don't know what I should do next but I can never think of my brother in the same way again. I have contemplated suicide but decided that I don't want to run from my fears. I sometimes cut because it actually helps sometimes. I hide and act as though the world doesn't understand my pain and my rage. I felt like killing him for a little while. Then I realized it is better to keep everything hidden inside so nobody knows. I see know I am not the only one who feels this way. I am not the only one who would understand. You all helped me notice that. Thank You from the lost 14 year old.

• by Sarah, Mobile Alabama
• 11 years ago

I have been raped and abused. But no one ever believed me. It was supposedly impossible for this man to commit such a crime. He was wealthy man. The districts favorite cop. He had it all, A beautiful wife, Nice house, nice job, Multiple cars, Lots of friends. So why need a little girl? It took 3 years of abuse before they finally proved everyone wrong. He was only in jail for 3 months. And they let him out on 1 year probation. He still is with my mother. She said he has changed, But I know that horrible creature still lurks inside of him. I know one day its going to happen again.. I'm just waiting terrified. I can see it in his eyes. He's going to hurt me once more. There's no ending to this war.

• by April
• 11 years ago

I love your poem. I don't really know 100% what your going through but at the same time I do. When I was younger I was in my room and my mom had a room next to me and I saw her get raped. I tried to help her but everything I did it just seemed liked nothing I did could help her.

• by Kaitlin
• 11 years ago

I know what it feels like to be sexually abused. I totally relate to this poem and this is how I feel. He was a family member and in order to ignore the hurt I felt from it, I started to cut. I will not be able to go on with my life until he is dead. I lost a good friend because of cutting, so no matter what I do, he is always going to be affecting my life. I also use poetry to escape.....but I have done neither cutting or writing in a long time......so now I am just lost.

• by Teagan
• 11 years ago

The same happened to me when I was 11. I'm 17 now and I can still remember it like it happened yesterday. I get the flash backs of it as well. I hate it and the only way to ease my pain is to write as well. I know where your coming from I've been through it as well. This poem touched the bottom of my heart. I loved it

• by Dejuana
• 11 years ago

This is very helpful to me. I was raped also when I was younger. My family trusted in him and he was the killer of my soul. To this day my soul is dying. I don't deal with males correctly.

• by Sad Mom, Delaware
• 12 years ago

My daughter was sexually abused by a trusted family member when she was 4 years old and she has been in therapy since...your poem really touched me and I can totally relate to the rage you feel!

• by October Lilia Morgan
• 12 years ago

I have never been raped in my life but I do know what it feels like to be hurt or to have your world come crashing. it seems that when people say 'it will all get better in time' that their lying, but when you take a look at your past and see what changed you'll see. Your poetry has touched me sooo much, I am a poet too. But yours, out of everyone I know, is the only poetry that touched me. thank you for that. Bye

• by under_pressure
• 12 years ago

I've been raped too, and this poem really captures the way I feel. I understand your hate and I struggle with the same sick thoughts...keep writing, this is great!

• by Amron H.
• 13 years ago

This poem has helped me a lot, because I've suffered heart break and disappointment for some time. Although it's not related to rape, your anger is equivalent to an extent... reading the poem just helped me know that someone could actually say what I was feeling verbally, the amount of rage because of betrayal and deception. I wish you a happier life.