Rape Poem

Okay. You should all guess what this is about.. I mean, I tried to make it obvious.. It's about rape. Personal. Stand up and help fight the pain that we go through. Men and women. Help us stand against this. Rate. Tell me what you think. Any changes, I'll make them. This helps me get over things.. Let's see if it puts it into perspective for you...

Is This A Dream?

© Alice
His arm is tight against my waist
Itís only a dream, I tell myself
I feel the chill of the blade against my throat
Iím just dreaming, none of this is real

Scream and you lose, he whispers against my ear
This is my imagination, Iím sure
I feel him rip my dress off
This hurts, how do dreams hurt?

I donít know whatís going on
Dreams are meant to be clear
I can feel his breath deepen, why?
Dreams arenít meant to have feelings

I wish I knew what to scream for
But no-one can hear you in dreams
I just wish heíd stop
Dreams always have to end

I feel the dagger break my flesh, see the blood
You donít bleed in dreams
I feel the blood running down my skin, hot and red
This is all wrong

Why am I feeling this? Why does it hurt?
Dreams arenít real
He has finished with me, and Iím just lying here
Bleeding, dying, leave me here

I come to my senses and I realize thereís no-one
This isnít a dream
I am lying here, abandoned, used
This is not a dream


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Published: Jun 2011
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