Me Too Poems
#MeToo
Me Too poems, a collection of poetry relating to the #MeToo movement, an international movement against sexual harassment and assault. Here you'll find poems by those who have experienced rape, sexual violence and harassment. Also poetry expressing solidarity with the #MeToo movement.
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 12:56pm
2nd Apr 2024 12:56pm
Amiss
I opened up to you like
A barn door in the first
Of Spring
Exposed my fresh timber
To the cold gusts of your speech
You promised light
When all you ever brought
Was damp and heavy
You told me that I should
Believe in things unseen,
Like god and your truth.
I warped my brain to
Disarray to be approved
Did that make you feel powerful?
Or do you feel as rotten
As what you always produced?
I am still trying to freeze dry
The black mold you spread within me
While trying to convince...
A barn door in the first
Of Spring
Exposed my fresh timber
To the cold gusts of your speech
You promised light
When all you ever brought
Was damp and heavy
You told me that I should
Believe in things unseen,
Like god and your truth.
I warped my brain to
Disarray to be approved
Did that make you feel powerful?
Or do you feel as rotten
As what you always produced?
I am still trying to freeze dry
The black mold you spread within me
While trying to convince...
#abuse
#MeToo
#metaphor
#manipulation
#NaPoWriMo2024
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
26th Mar 2024 3:16am
26th Mar 2024 3:16am
Faded Rose
tender emotions well inside me
honesty in presentation my heart swells
tears form, I hide them inside, you never see them
you only see the glare of pain
it touches the hurt spots, that make me afraid of losing
a family of generations
attached to me, each in a unique way
my understanding shaken I stood alone
I didn't see the tears in your eyes
my eyes shone too brightly
then diminished in the light that glittered more than me
my Delta Dawn was a faded rose
divinely flavored with sorrow
you sup at God's breast
and...
honesty in presentation my heart swells
tears form, I hide them inside, you never see them
you only see the glare of pain
it touches the hurt spots, that make me afraid of losing
a family of generations
attached to me, each in a unique way
my understanding shaken I stood alone
I didn't see the tears in your eyes
my eyes shone too brightly
then diminished in the light that glittered more than me
my Delta Dawn was a faded rose
divinely flavored with sorrow
you sup at God's breast
and...
#love
#MeToo
#metaphor
215 reads
4 Comments
Jermainesplain
Poem Published
9th Mar 2024 1:50am
9th Mar 2024 1:50am
Riding the Camelid of Distress on International Women’s Day
Chillin’ in a state of constant fear and trauma
And all I gots to say is thanks Obama
I be twitching and shaking on my way back home
I have a hard time remembering David the Gnome
The theme song specifically, and how that junks went
Door Dash is how my whole paycheck got spent
And even tho I be craving that KFC
I know it ain’t the healthiest meal for me
But imma YOLO this shit till the walls come down
I’m livin’ it up and painting the town
A dark shade of puce
Imma let it hang loose
I suspect Lizzo been having more mayo...
And all I gots to say is thanks Obama
I be twitching and shaking on my way back home
I have a hard time remembering David the Gnome
The theme song specifically, and how that junks went
Door Dash is how my whole paycheck got spent
And even tho I be craving that KFC
I know it ain’t the healthiest meal for me
But imma YOLO this shit till the walls come down
I’m livin’ it up and painting the town
A dark shade of puce
Imma let it hang loose
I suspect Lizzo been having more mayo...
#women
#MeToo
#feminism
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0 Comments
Maeve_Edmonson
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2023 5:56pm
3rd Nov 2023 5:56pm
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
369 reads
8 Comments
wiseowl
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2023 5:11pm
22nd Sep 2023 5:11pm
Never Forget You - 08/04/2021
You left a hole inside of me in which I do not understand how to repair
Filling these holes with meaningless substance is not what fulfills me.
So, I am left with a slight grasp and tight memory of what was done
Faint- but, easily reconciled by everyday occurrences and and events..
A refreshment of the mind, that is not so new and fresh-
This is a memory that is engraved permanently inside with a poisonous recoil of emotion and photomemory.
Details, completely vile, hard to view, and impossible to forget
I...
Filling these holes with meaningless substance is not what fulfills me.
So, I am left with a slight grasp and tight memory of what was done
Faint- but, easily reconciled by everyday occurrences and and events..
A refreshment of the mind, that is not so new and fresh-
This is a memory that is engraved permanently inside with a poisonous recoil of emotion and photomemory.
Details, completely vile, hard to view, and impossible to forget
I...
#MeToo
#LifeStruggles
#emotional #bittersweet
#emotional #bittersweet
337 reads
1 Comment
Connotation
Poem Published
26th Jun 2023 10:49pm
26th Jun 2023 10:49pm
Hollywood Celebrity
Hollywood, celebrity.
Prodigal, presentably.
Chronicle, obsessively.
Articles, exemplary.
Gullible, identity.
Multitudes, remembering.
Oracle, discrepancy.
Optional, deceptively.
Multiple, perceptibly.
Comical, commendably.
Tropical, potentially.
Possible, complexity.
Cultural, supremacy.
Postural, pretentiously.
Orchestral, incredibly.
Optical, excessively.
Rendezvous, relentlessly.
Prostitute, fidelity.
Conjugal, offensively.
Fatherhood, insensibly. ...
Prodigal, presentably.
Chronicle, obsessively.
Articles, exemplary.
Gullible, identity.
Multitudes, remembering.
Oracle, discrepancy.
Optional, deceptively.
Multiple, perceptibly.
Comical, commendably.
Tropical, potentially.
Possible, complexity.
Cultural, supremacy.
Postural, pretentiously.
Orchestral, incredibly.
Optical, excessively.
Rendezvous, relentlessly.
Prostitute, fidelity.
Conjugal, offensively.
Fatherhood, insensibly. ...
#power
#MeToo
#rhyming
#humankind
#morality
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Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
25th Jun 2023 9:18am
25th Jun 2023 9:18am
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
329 reads
2 Comments
Just_a_ghost
Riyah
Riyah
Poem Published
22nd May 2023 12:14pm
22nd May 2023 12:14pm
Psychiatrists wet dream
Seroquel
like tangerine skies
provides me with an alternate reality
whilst I cradle myself
rocking back and forth
counting sheep
I imagine a world without gravity
Where the memories of you
no longer weigh me down
and where perpetual self defence
doesn’t violently awaken me
from sleep
The war zone I endured still plays in my head
It all happened right here
In this room, in my bed
You muffled my pleas with your forearm
whilst I gasped for air
and...
like tangerine skies
provides me with an alternate reality
whilst I cradle myself
rocking back and forth
counting sheep
I imagine a world without gravity
Where the memories of you
no longer weigh me down
and where perpetual self defence
doesn’t violently awaken me
from sleep
The war zone I endured still plays in my head
It all happened right here
In this room, in my bed
You muffled my pleas with your forearm
whilst I gasped for air
and...
#MeToo
281 reads
2 Comments
Wordvomit2001
Poem Published
5th May 2023 6:30pm
5th May 2023 6:30pm
91216
Haunted by your touch the way it felt the sounds of your voice guttural. animalistic , and void of empathy. The coldness of my body as you stole my voice , not to be heard for years, the pain of penetration . it has been 12 ,9 and 5 years yet alas their visage torments me
Fighting with no avail hiding the shorts under the tub never to be worn again ripping the skirt to shreds. The aroma of copper and pain in the air. sticky , empty ,silenced .
Contused and spoiled .
Years later I sit muted .
words that refuse to be freed 9 12 16 to escape is to depart of this place ....
Fighting with no avail hiding the shorts under the tub never to be worn again ripping the skirt to shreds. The aroma of copper and pain in the air. sticky , empty ,silenced .
Contused and spoiled .
Years later I sit muted .
words that refuse to be freed 9 12 16 to escape is to depart of this place ....
#abuse
#MeToo
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ayounglostsoul
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 9:58am
30th Apr 2023 9:58am
childhood comtemplations
It was 5 minutes of your life
But it cost me more than 5 years of mine
A twisted pleasure in your mind
And then you took away what was mine
I was a little girl with a big heart
Then you tore my innocence apart
I see you go about your day
While im paralysed like clay
I see you go about your life
I see that now you’ve got a wife
I wonder what she would think
If she saw this written in ink
But it cost me more than 5 years of mine
A twisted pleasure in your mind
And then you took away what was mine
I was a little girl with a big heart
Then you tore my innocence apart
I see you go about your day
While im paralysed like clay
I see you go about your life
I see that now you’ve got a wife
I wonder what she would think
If she saw this written in ink
#sadness
#hate
#grief
#MeToo
#emptiness
216 reads
2 Comments
KrystalG
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2023 3:35pm
2nd Apr 2023 3:35pm
My Rape Story
#sex
#abuse
#porn #MeToo
#porn #MeToo
347 reads
8 Comments
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