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.
WeesusMadimas
n1lkcj
n1lkcj
Poem Published
1st Jun 2021 2:40am
1st Jun 2021 2:40am
Injustice
#violence
#abuse
#MeToo
601 reads
3 Comments
The_Silly_Sibyl
Jack Thomas
Jack Thomas
Poem Published
19th Mar 2021 9:59pm
19th Mar 2021 9:59pm
Lovely Corpse
Every writer would come along with ideas, someone always suggested a character get raped. I said, ‘The thing is, that character’s already been raped.’ There was this big silence, and my boss said, “When was she last raped?” Sexual violence, violence against women, was the go-to for creating any drama. And it went on the quote wall: ‘When was she last raped?’” - From Line of Duty to The Fall: why can’t TV shows stop killing women? (Zoe Williams, The Guardian, 2021)
“Prepare your bosom for his knife.”
That’s Shakespeare, that.
Can’t argue there.
And what if it...
“Prepare your bosom for his knife.”
That’s Shakespeare, that.
Can’t argue there.
And what if it...
#MeToo
360 reads
4 Comments
rabbitquest
Poem Published
19th Feb 2021 6:50pm
19th Feb 2021 6:50pm
17 yr old Russian private
Invading Sudetenland
wrestling it back from German Occupation
The generals
let it slip that
we could have our fun
on the seventy
virgin girls
under the care
of the nuns
I daydreamt
how I would take mine
Forceful, then once in my arms
gentle, letting her take the next step
even if she broke down in tears,
instead I would comfort her
profess my love to her
When we stormed the doors
The nuns had convinced them all
to save their virginity ...
wrestling it back from German Occupation
The generals
let it slip that
we could have our fun
on the seventy
virgin girls
under the care
of the nuns
I daydreamt
how I would take mine
Forceful, then once in my arms
gentle, letting her take the next step
even if she broke down in tears,
instead I would comfort her
profess my love to her
When we stormed the doors
The nuns had convinced them all
to save their virginity ...
#MeToo
343 reads
0 Comments
fieryangelsouljia
M6rr6g6n
M6rr6g6n
Poem Published
24th Jan 2021 8:54pm
24th Jan 2021 8:54pm
Reasons to Uninvite Me to Eric's Funeral
#anger
#hate
#MeToo
#death
#graveyard
489 reads
4 Comments
fieryangelsouljia
M6rr6g6n
M6rr6g6n
Poem Published
17th Dec 2020 4:23pm
17th Dec 2020 4:23pm
Sorry Girls, Those Boys? They Aren't Ever Worth Your Future
#strength
#MeToo
#freedom
#feminism
#culture
429 reads
2 Comments
fieryangelsouljia
M6rr6g6n
M6rr6g6n
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 3:25am
25th Sep 2020 3:25am
To the Men Who Refuse to Unlearn
He grew up hearing "try harder"
and now he's got a rape allegation
with his name on the front cover
she said no but all he heard was
"push, shove, take it farther"
Men, why the hell do you even bother?
My sisters don't leave
without a blade hiding in their sleeve
they go out in packs
because sometimes survival
means you got to put
your power in numbers on blast
And society takes it's ugly head
and turns the other cheek
to a woman who says
"Stop it, please"
Instead...
...
and now he's got a rape allegation
with his name on the front cover
she said no but all he heard was
"push, shove, take it farther"
Men, why the hell do you even bother?
My sisters don't leave
without a blade hiding in their sleeve
they go out in packs
because sometimes survival
means you got to put
your power in numbers on blast
And society takes it's ugly head
and turns the other cheek
to a woman who says
"Stop it, please"
Instead...
...
#MeToo
#ignorance
#culture
#morality
#responsibility
590 reads
5 Comments
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
5th Sep 2020 4:16am
5th Sep 2020 4:16am
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
541 reads
6 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
4th Sep 2020 3:58pm
4th Sep 2020 3:58pm
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
621 reads
13 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
25th Aug 2020 11:40pm
25th Aug 2020 11:40pm
Suicidal But Afraid Of Dying
I'm afraid of Dying but I also am Suicidal
I'm afraid of unknown puzzle of death
Scared of the silence and the solitude
How is one suicidal but afraid of Dying
Leaving all my loved ones with pain and heartache
Trying to escape my suffering and torment
Inches from slitting my wrists but just can't do it
I'm fucking crazy being suicidal but afraid of Dying
Scared of the darkness and the cold
Scared of never hearing music again
Scared of never seeing the sunset again
Scared of dying but I'm suicidal
After dying just...
I'm afraid of unknown puzzle of death
Scared of the silence and the solitude
How is one suicidal but afraid of Dying
Leaving all my loved ones with pain and heartache
Trying to escape my suffering and torment
Inches from slitting my wrists but just can't do it
I'm fucking crazy being suicidal but afraid of Dying
Scared of the darkness and the cold
Scared of never hearing music again
Scared of never seeing the sunset again
Scared of dying but I'm suicidal
After dying just...
#dark
#MeToo
#death #suicide
#death #suicide
754 reads
12 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
20th Aug 2020 4:24am
20th Aug 2020 4:24am
Violated
Fear...
Terrified...
Screaming...
I kick and struggle beneath the body of my demon
He's laughing as he violates my mind, body, and soul
Taking me into the darkest pit of despair
Crying...
Thrashing...
Pleading....
Stop! Please please just stop just stop please
He's on top of me taking the only virtue i had left to give
My virginity...he took by force
Panicking...
Fighting...
Pushing...
Trying to shove him off of me but he's to strong and I am weak
This was his plan all along...to man-handle me
He never...
Terrified...
Screaming...
I kick and struggle beneath the body of my demon
He's laughing as he violates my mind, body, and soul
Taking me into the darkest pit of despair
Crying...
Thrashing...
Pleading....
Stop! Please please just stop just stop please
He's on top of me taking the only virtue i had left to give
My virginity...he took by force
Panicking...
Fighting...
Pushing...
Trying to shove him off of me but he's to strong and I am weak
This was his plan all along...to man-handle me
He never...
#anxiety
#MeToo
#hurt #DomesticViolence
#hurt #DomesticViolence
705 reads
1 Comment
Jermainesplain
Poem Published
26th Jul 2020 4:02am
26th Jul 2020 4:02am
Rape Sells
I tried to sell
A volume of poetry
To a certain publishing house
A few months back
I met with a representative
Who claimed her name was Darcey
She had an immense forehead
And bad Botox on her lips
She claimed she liked some of my stuff
The more visceral poems
But didn’t fully believe the rest
She didn’t trust my youthful erection at my mother’s funeral
Or the sex I had with vague consent
She told me, “look... Rape sells- but Jermaine, you are not a rapist, and we both know it”
...
A volume of poetry
To a certain publishing house
A few months back
I met with a representative
Who claimed her name was Darcey
She had an immense forehead
And bad Botox on her lips
She claimed she liked some of my stuff
The more visceral poems
But didn’t fully believe the rest
She didn’t trust my youthful erection at my mother’s funeral
Or the sex I had with vague consent
She told me, “look... Rape sells- but Jermaine, you are not a rapist, and we both know it”
...
#abuse
#MeToo
#LifeAsAWriter
#UnrequitedLove
#ForbiddenLove
552 reads
1 Comment
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
21st Jul 2020 1:49pm
21st Jul 2020 1:49pm
revolution
poisonous in slumber's drought
I recoil inside myself
the watchers are about
they will learn very little about me
only what I chose to reveal
insidious soul snipers
vipers with a shiny veneer
anarchists with little moral
pitting one group against another
the states in upheaval
reveling in the darkness
artificial intelligence is connected to the matrix
the watchers keep track from afar
sitting back in their high towers
thinking this social injustice
this righteous indignation can't touch them
...
I recoil inside myself
the watchers are about
they will learn very little about me
only what I chose to reveal
insidious soul snipers
vipers with a shiny veneer
anarchists with little moral
pitting one group against another
the states in upheaval
reveling in the darkness
artificial intelligence is connected to the matrix
the watchers keep track from afar
sitting back in their high towers
thinking this social injustice
this righteous indignation can't touch them
...
#dark
#MeToo
#aliens #metaphor
#aliens #metaphor
484 reads
9 Comments
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