Rape Poem by Teens

Raped By Sibling

I wanted to see if people could connect to my story

please be kind

Some things are out of reach but expressing my feeling on my past are not. I hope more people will come forward with this kind of abuse many thanks

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I know exactly how you feel. I'm 11 and my brother is 15 and you wrote that exactly the way it happened, except my bigger brother almost killed him. The hardest part for me is that I'm...

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Published: May 2012

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I always blamed me was I not worth protecting you were my siblings and I trusted you.

I lay here all broken and bruised, my body once a temple now it's just something some bastards abused. You grin from cheek to cheek not knowing not caring about what damage you do to me. I was 11 I was young you where 15 you where strong you pinned me down and just carried on. My screams lay silent as the grave as I was too afraid to say what happened to me on so many days. As time went on I become num and a black cloud came over me and I no longer felt pain, any emotions hidden by drawing a blade to my naked skin each cut each slice of my flesh symbolizing another secret hidden deep within I felt a stranger in this world all alone. There are 3 things in life you should never take from someone their innocence, happiness, and family, you took all three and much more you took my sprit.

The only thing left alive still beating still mine is my heart that will never be yours to take you can break it, hurt it, stamp on it but never take it and make it yours.  My heart belongs with my one true love that I had yet to meet who would help me rise up and help me defeat my demons within. You may have taken my childhood, soul, innocence, trust, and family.  But you will never take my heart not now not ever, this is no longer my heart this is her heart and we share that heart forever and always,

I may still have nightmares about the pain I am forever scared, hurt and angry but I feel a gentle breath on my neck and a kind beating it's our hearts beating as one as we hold each other. This feeling will destroy the pain and with last over many lifetimes.

(You may have taken my beginning but she plans my end )

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  • Charity Jones by Charity Jones
  • 5 years ago

I know exactly how you feel. I'm 11 and my brother is 15 and you wrote that exactly the way it happened, except my bigger brother almost killed him. The hardest part for me is that I'm pregnant. I just want you to know that I'm praying for you, I hope we can both over come these emotional scars. But remember you are NOT alone.

  • Raven by Raven, California
  • 7 years ago

I know what it feels like. My mom and grandma thought me and my brother were playing. It wasn't that he raped me since I was in the third grade. My uncle caught him almost killed him. My mom was devastated. They didn't tell the cops or anyone. I didn't know what was happening at the time when he was raping me. All he said was that if I told I would die.

  • Sara by Sara, Longmont Co
  • 8 years ago

This poem makes me think of the days when I was in elementary school. My brother used to pin me against a wall in our upstairs hallway and he'd choke me until our dad got back from work. It went on for years and finally stopped about half way through my forth grade year when the school's counselor found out about it and talked to him about what older brothers are supposed to do for their younger sisters.

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