Long MeToo Poems
#MeToo
Fear
looking through time I shutter
for things done in the dark, I can't utter
whispers, secrets, and lies
flawed I'm told by design
madness followed I made a world of illusion
to protect an innocent mind from confusion
Beauty was our creation
tenderly we made all things lovely
each day a new exploration
we made heaven from hell in our confinement
it was not enough to put me away from Himself
time passed and he came to claim my son
creating a ball of fire
a light meant to warm some
and threaten...
for things done in the dark, I can't utter
whispers, secrets, and lies
flawed I'm told by design
madness followed I made a world of illusion
to protect an innocent mind from confusion
Beauty was our creation
tenderly we made all things lovely
each day a new exploration
we made heaven from hell in our confinement
it was not enough to put me away from Himself
time passed and he came to claim my son
creating a ball of fire
a light meant to warm some
and threaten...
#angels
#God
#love #MeToo
#love #MeToo
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The Ice Pick Queen
My hair was matted from sweat,
bleach and broken glass.
He drug me through the kitchen,
I grabbed everything in my path.
Then he threw me down the steps,
he held my hair in his hands,
gave me a little laugh
and told me to try and stand.
I'm frightened in the bushes,
he's searching with his flashlight.
In five minute's timing,
my life was changed tonight.
Blood running between my thighs,
my ankles ached from rope burns.
He said I brought it on myself.
Pretty girls must be scorned.
My...
bleach and broken glass.
He drug me through the kitchen,
I grabbed everything in my path.
Then he threw me down the steps,
he held my hair in his hands,
gave me a little laugh
and told me to try and stand.
I'm frightened in the bushes,
he's searching with his flashlight.
In five minute's timing,
my life was changed tonight.
Blood running between my thighs,
my ankles ached from rope burns.
He said I brought it on myself.
Pretty girls must be scorned.
My...
#lust
#violence
#abuse
#MeToo
#fiction
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Fragile Blossoms
Oh, how she was so small when the pain began,
Purple bruises painted on her delicate skin.
Unknowing, she stood, as he shattered her soul,
Leaving her broken, struggling to be whole.
If she were a flower, blossoming with grace,
He became the hand that tore petals from her space.
Each bloom, a symbol of her fragile resilience,
But he, relentless, impeded her deliverance.
He hindered her healing, with callous intent,
Ripping out stitches, picking at scabs that were meant
To mend her wounds, to grant her some reprieve,
Yet he...
Purple bruises painted on her delicate skin.
Unknowing, she stood, as he shattered her soul,
Leaving her broken, struggling to be whole.
If she were a flower, blossoming with grace,
He became the hand that tore petals from her space.
Each bloom, a symbol of her fragile resilience,
But he, relentless, impeded her deliverance.
He hindered her healing, with callous intent,
Ripping out stitches, picking at scabs that were meant
To mend her wounds, to grant her some reprieve,
Yet he...
#childhood
#abuse
#MeToo
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My Rape Story
#sex
#abuse
#porn #MeToo
#porn #MeToo
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My New Wife
Have I shown you my new wife?
Look through the window there,
you’ll see her dig the flowerbeds.
Two years my last’s been gone,
fled to another man’s bed,
and leaving me with kids to raise,
though he’s decided she’s a bet
worth taking more than me.
Don’t blame the lad. Won’t take no shit,
just like my dad never did.
She’s mopping now; her brow, that is.
I’ll bet you’re wondering just why
a pretty thing like that would bet on me.
But it’s quite simple, so you’ll see.
She didn’t have much cloth,
and so I thought, why let...
Look through the window there,
you’ll see her dig the flowerbeds.
Two years my last’s been gone,
fled to another man’s bed,
and leaving me with kids to raise,
though he’s decided she’s a bet
worth taking more than me.
Don’t blame the lad. Won’t take no shit,
just like my dad never did.
She’s mopping now; her brow, that is.
I’ll bet you’re wondering just why
a pretty thing like that would bet on me.
But it’s quite simple, so you’ll see.
She didn’t have much cloth,
and so I thought, why let...
#marriage
#abuse
#MeToo #DomesticViolence
#MeToo #DomesticViolence
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Nineteen Ways of Considering Female Rape Fantasies
#women
#sex
#dreams
#MeToo
#art
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God's Jeans
I am sad.
I dont know Who to be today.
I broke all my promises to myself about "trying" and "letting go" and "being happy and healing."
I want to escape but its fucking pointless.
I feel hopeless.
I see how in the past Ive thrown all my power away.
I didn't even know what it was.
Didn't even.
That is how I got hurt in the first place.
But I am still Innocent.
I am still Forgiven.
Its just that I am also-
A lost and afraid little girl who doesn't believe anyone could ever- ...
I dont know Who to be today.
I broke all my promises to myself about "trying" and "letting go" and "being happy and healing."
I want to escape but its fucking pointless.
I feel hopeless.
I see how in the past Ive thrown all my power away.
I didn't even know what it was.
Didn't even.
That is how I got hurt in the first place.
But I am still Innocent.
I am still Forgiven.
Its just that I am also-
A lost and afraid little girl who doesn't believe anyone could ever- ...
#sadness
#sex
#abuse
#MeToo
#God
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Assail at Camp Hale
#love
#men
#MeToo
#trees
#nature
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Eye contact
#violence
#abuse
#MeToo
#suffering
#DomesticViolence
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Sorry Girls, Those Boys? They Aren't Ever Worth Your Future
#strength
#MeToo
#freedom
#feminism
#culture
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Pandemiclly Incorrect
It's my own fault
that I got higher than Jack did up the beanstalk
Hindsight is 20/20 even if you've been blind for years
it's easier to see far and away than it is to see near and right here
and I've had a few too many beers so to those I hold dear I say cheers
I've been consumed by the fear that consumes me and it's clear that I have consumed it
I've shedded blood tears and sweat and it ain't over yet bet
How much more can I take when enough is never enough and enough I never seem to get
Unpaid overdue dues the penalties don't offset
uninterested...
that I got higher than Jack did up the beanstalk
Hindsight is 20/20 even if you've been blind for years
it's easier to see far and away than it is to see near and right here
and I've had a few too many beers so to those I hold dear I say cheers
I've been consumed by the fear that consumes me and it's clear that I have consumed it
I've shedded blood tears and sweat and it ain't over yet bet
How much more can I take when enough is never enough and enough I never seem to get
Unpaid overdue dues the penalties don't offset
uninterested...
#depression
#heartbroken
#MeToo
#addiction
#pandemic
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Why do I feel like I should apologize for this??
I must have been 12 or 13
Mom was acting in a play
I helped her learn her lines
got to hang out with the cast
and I felt like the coolest kid ever
sitting on a bar stool.
Of course he was drunk,
this hilarious man I’d seen on stage
celebrating a performance well done, I guess.
My memory of the room is fuzzy
though I’ve been there often since
I only recall, “do you have pink, underdeveloped nipples?”
*
???
*
And I don’t know what happened next
nothing dramatic, nothing physical
he...
Mom was acting in a play
I helped her learn her lines
got to hang out with the cast
and I felt like the coolest kid ever
sitting on a bar stool.
Of course he was drunk,
this hilarious man I’d seen on stage
celebrating a performance well done, I guess.
My memory of the room is fuzzy
though I’ve been there often since
I only recall, “do you have pink, underdeveloped nipples?”
*
???
*
And I don’t know what happened next
nothing dramatic, nothing physical
he...
#anger
#women
#men #MeToo
#men #MeToo
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