MeToo Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
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metoo seeking friendly advice poems. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Jonestyra
Poem Published
9th Jul 2020 2:50am
9th Jul 2020 2:50am
The truth is...
The truth is, I look both ways before crossing the street now.
The truth is, when I see someone walking on the sidewalk next to me I cross the street even if it's not where I intended to go in the beginning.
The truth is, on the good days I only check the jail roster once, on the bad it's an endless cycle.
The truth is, you've managed to scare me in more than one way.
The truth is, you've turned my empathy into apathy.
The truth is, the monsters in my dreams aren't coming from under the bed anymore, they're much closer.
The truth is, I still feel your body on...
The truth is, when I see someone walking on the sidewalk next to me I cross the street even if it's not where I intended to go in the beginning.
The truth is, on the good days I only check the jail roster once, on the bad it's an endless cycle.
The truth is, you've managed to scare me in more than one way.
The truth is, you've turned my empathy into apathy.
The truth is, the monsters in my dreams aren't coming from under the bed anymore, they're much closer.
The truth is, I still feel your body on...
#dark
#MeToo
240 reads
1 Comment
Jonestyra
Poem Published
28th Jun 2020 2:52am
28th Jun 2020 2:52am
Maybe if...
Maybe if I hadn't mumbled under my breath the word no he would have stopped.
Maybe if I had been braver and raised my voice when he kept pushing me closer I wouldn't have been so hard to hear
Maybe if I hadn't worn those pants that made me feel beautiful within my curves I wouldn't have enticed his mind
Maybe if my hand wouldn't have been still, if my heart wasn't pounding, if my eyes weren't crying, maybe if I didn't look so afraid he would have taken the word no seriously.
Maybe if I took my frozen body and pushed him when his hands grabbed me maybe I could have ran...
Maybe if I had been braver and raised my voice when he kept pushing me closer I wouldn't have been so hard to hear
Maybe if I hadn't worn those pants that made me feel beautiful within my curves I wouldn't have enticed his mind
Maybe if my hand wouldn't have been still, if my heart wasn't pounding, if my eyes weren't crying, maybe if I didn't look so afraid he would have taken the word no seriously.
Maybe if I took my frozen body and pushed him when his hands grabbed me maybe I could have ran...
#MeToo
268 reads
2 Comments
charmingquin
Poem Published
8th Jun 2020 2:52pm
8th Jun 2020 2:52pm
Rape
Take off your clothes
Or I’ll rip them off
You choose...
Like I was given a choice.
My consent wasn’t acknowledge
I didn’t matter to them now
My body did
He kept pushing it in
“Oh, hey guys, she’s a red”
Amidst this evil
They laughed.
"Stop!"
"Get off me!"
"Please!"
All these pleas and more fell on deaf ears.
You know that pouring water on a rock thing?
Yeah. This was it.
They raped me. In turns…
And it’s not my body alone
It was...
My mind. Shattered ...
Or I’ll rip them off
You choose...
Like I was given a choice.
My consent wasn’t acknowledge
I didn’t matter to them now
My body did
He kept pushing it in
“Oh, hey guys, she’s a red”
Amidst this evil
They laughed.
"Stop!"
"Get off me!"
"Please!"
All these pleas and more fell on deaf ears.
You know that pouring water on a rock thing?
Yeah. This was it.
They raped me. In turns…
And it’s not my body alone
It was...
My mind. Shattered ...
#anger
#violence
#abuse
#MeToo
#suicide
595 reads
2 Comments
Tina2020
Tina Delaney
Tina Delaney
Poem Published
15th May 2020 9:51pm
15th May 2020 9:51pm
My pimp
#sadness
#father
#sex
#abuse
#MeToo
542 reads
12 Comments
TheUninspiredPoet
-B.B
-B.B
Poem Published
6th Apr 2020 5:15am
6th Apr 2020 5:15am
What you did to me
#sadness
#grief
#abuse
#MeToo
#DomesticViolence
380 reads
0 Comments
blue2u
Poem Published
30th Dec 2019 7:52pm
30th Dec 2019 7:52pm
Rape via Screen
#sex
#abuse
#MeToo #dirty
#MeToo #dirty
556 reads
3 Comments
Queen_of_darkness
Poem Published
30th Sep 2019 5:13am
30th Sep 2019 5:13am
it's not something you blame on yourself but it takes a number on your health
mom his hands are in my pants
hot breath is on my neck
please understand i don't
want to pretend
"shut up" he mumbles as he bites into my neck
i feel the tears form again
why won't she believe me
he rubs harder and his hand
on my thigh squeeze roughly
what do they want from me
i pray i die
no fucking goodbyes
tell me why i should be alive
please stop it hurts
his hands down my skirt
"can a girl make you feel like this?"
nothing but pain is what this is
mom i don't want to go to bed tonight ...
hot breath is on my neck
please understand i don't
want to pretend
"shut up" he mumbles as he bites into my neck
i feel the tears form again
why won't she believe me
he rubs harder and his hand
on my thigh squeeze roughly
what do they want from me
i pray i die
no fucking goodbyes
tell me why i should be alive
please stop it hurts
his hands down my skirt
"can a girl make you feel like this?"
nothing but pain is what this is
mom i don't want to go to bed tonight ...
#abuse
#MeToo
289 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
14th Aug 2019 9:54am
14th Aug 2019 9:54am
the first voyage
The first voyage
My mind goes back
To a faraway place when I joined
My first ship as a mess-boy.
How sick I was, throwing up
My supper.
There was no reprieve
get on with your job, boy.
I did, but remember the ghastly
the smell of soap suds.
The ship was going to Baku
Then a part of the Soviet Union
And the black sea wasn’t black
But full of ice.
The town of Baku was sparse
On streetlight but safe
A kind solder followed us around
We drank white wine, and I threw up again.
Memories last long I never...
My mind goes back
To a faraway place when I joined
My first ship as a mess-boy.
How sick I was, throwing up
My supper.
There was no reprieve
get on with your job, boy.
I did, but remember the ghastly
the smell of soap suds.
The ship was going to Baku
Then a part of the Soviet Union
And the black sea wasn’t black
But full of ice.
The town of Baku was sparse
On streetlight but safe
A kind solder followed us around
We drank white wine, and I threw up again.
Memories last long I never...
#abuse
#MeToo
#suicide
#FeelingTrapped
#temptation
383 reads
1 Comment
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
16th Jul 2019 5:49am
16th Jul 2019 5:49am
On My Back
#abuse
#MeToo
#suicide #DomesticViolence
#suicide #DomesticViolence
404 reads
2 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
15th Jul 2019 6:23am
15th Jul 2019 6:23am
There Is No Sound
#MeToo
#bullying
#DomesticViolence
372 reads
1 Comment
Theonlydbld
Dima D.
Dima D.
Poem Published
9th Jun 2019 10:52pm
9th Jun 2019 10:52pm
Indigo
Tears of indigo I wept
Countless nights, I haven’t slept
Constant thoughts of giving up
Is this truly growing up
I wipe my tears and walk away
I smile wide with disarray
Behind that smile is a broken memory
Blurry to my vision, vivid to my sensory
You handed me a glass to drink
With smiling eyes, and a lingering wink
We clinked our cups and said a cheer
Two friends were here
But one will disappear
I drifted towards a moonlit garden
As your smile began to harden
Picked up a...
Countless nights, I haven’t slept
Constant thoughts of giving up
Is this truly growing up
I wipe my tears and walk away
I smile wide with disarray
Behind that smile is a broken memory
Blurry to my vision, vivid to my sensory
You handed me a glass to drink
With smiling eyes, and a lingering wink
We clinked our cups and said a cheer
Two friends were here
But one will disappear
I drifted towards a moonlit garden
As your smile began to harden
Picked up a...
#depression
#abuse
#MeToo
#suicide
#alcohol
725 reads
11 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
30th May 2019 4:49am
30th May 2019 4:49am
No Escape
Lungs burning as I run down the street with all my might
Legs in fire as I pick up my pace trying not to the caught
Laughing comes from behind me as the devil stalks close by
Losing the fight as I cry out in frustration I can't take it anymore
Ducking in behind a ramshackle barn hoping he didn't see me
Dodging tree branches and vines as the thicket deepens
Don't look back at the sinister monster who controls your life
Drown out his nasty voice as he tries to torment you into submission
Free yourself from the chains of his dispair and agony ...
Legs in fire as I pick up my pace trying not to the caught
Laughing comes from behind me as the devil stalks close by
Losing the fight as I cry out in frustration I can't take it anymore
Ducking in behind a ramshackle barn hoping he didn't see me
Dodging tree branches and vines as the thicket deepens
Don't look back at the sinister monster who controls your life
Drown out his nasty voice as he tries to torment you into submission
Free yourself from the chains of his dispair and agony ...
#abuse
#MeToo
#confessional
381 reads
1 Comment
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