im punishing my inner child.
im forcing her to grow,
to be sluttier,
promiscuous.
im selling her.
selling her for the positive male attention she never got.
that fat.
ugly.
worthless.
little girl.
and so i'll let him.
i'll let him use me.
i'll push my hardest boundaries away;
slut myself out.
feel the ghost of his hands
around my neck for the next week.
it isn't enough to just fuck me,
he needed to hurt me.
sex is supposed to be sensual.
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sometimes rain, sometimes rainbow - poetry collection
Poetrya collection of poems, written in real time about the good, the bad, and the ugly that comes with healing. PLEASE READ THE CONTENT WARNINGS this poetry collection includes themes and descriptions of: sexual violence/assault/harassment PTSD halluci...
