Him

I could feel it–
him
as he mounted my naked body
I laid there asleep
unable to move
paralyzed by fear–
irrational fear
his weight pressed down on me
pinning me to my bed
I could feel his breath on my face
I was terrified
it is a dream
open your eyes
wake up
there is no one there
but I felt him
I felt the air change
I sensed his presence [...]

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Her Rape

She tells her story,
one I would never have imagined
and I felt compassion like none before.
I can’t pretend to understand
because I don’t
it isn’t my place
to pretend to understand
it isn’t my place
to know what she felt
my place is just to hear her
to listen as she tells–
as she writes away the nightmares behind her eyes
I listen to the [...]

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The Difference Between Us

She has been to a place
I’ve only to read about.
She has felt a touch
I hope never to feel.
She has seen in her dreams
a nightmare unknown to me.
So far from my day to day
yet to her all too real.
More like strangers than friends
yet connected so deeply.
She entered my life
and she helped me to deal.
Never wanting her [...]

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Truth in her Lies

She told me she was raped
and I didn’t believe her.
She told me in a letter
and I hated myself
for not preventing it from happening
but more so
for not believing her
that it happened.
She was raped
and in all the lies
she ever told
there was truth
in the one thing
above all
I didn’t want to believe.

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Him.

I dreamt of him last night
the wanderlust of his hands
exploring my skin with persuasive fingers
empty caresses
discarded desires
violating my essence
taking my strength
using my body
for his ungrateful gratification.
Leaving the emptiness
awoken inside–
a beast never to be killed
only sedated–
feeding on fresh grief
from aged wounds

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