i haven't been clean
since you raped me.
im having trouble confronting the body you brutalized.
i smell of blood
vultures are circling my corpse.
my clothes hangs loose and my hair
sticks to my skin, greasy
im having trouble caring for this husk
i wish to be boiled like water,
be made pure again.
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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...
