Long Poems About Abuse
#abuse
Record the Actions of the Police
The law on public photography and videography allows a person to shoot photos and videos in public settings.
Privacy does not exist in a public space, so people can record any event that takes place publicly.
When something happens before the eyes of the public, why should someone not photograph or video it?
A police officer cannot charge someone with invasion of privacy for taking pictures or recording videos in public.
The government of Jamaica wants to pass a law to make it illegal for a civilian to video the police when they are doing their jobs.
If...
Privacy does not exist in a public space, so people can record any event that takes place publicly.
When something happens before the eyes of the public, why should someone not photograph or video it?
A police officer cannot charge someone with invasion of privacy for taking pictures or recording videos in public.
The government of Jamaica wants to pass a law to make it illegal for a civilian to video the police when they are doing their jobs.
If...
#murder
#abuse
#oppression
#politics
#HumanRights
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Just biding my time
#abuse
#bullying
#despair
#hurt
#fear
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Madeline, Madison, and the Good Witch
- Madeline, Madison, and the Good Witch -
She was not quite beautiful as people think of when they consider classical standards of beauty. Many called her plain, but even so she tried to see the beauty in others, and in the world around her. Even, as she stood in this forsaken place, she tried to notice the wild beauty of it. It was the northern slopes of a mountain range that rose up beyond the dark pine forests of her homeland. Few came here, and not one who did was unchanged by the experience. She felt tired, weary from the long walk out to this place. As she gazed downward...
She was not quite beautiful as people think of when they consider classical standards of beauty. Many called her plain, but even so she tried to see the beauty in others, and in the world around her. Even, as she stood in this forsaken place, she tried to notice the wild beauty of it. It was the northern slopes of a mountain range that rose up beyond the dark pine forests of her homeland. Few came here, and not one who did was unchanged by the experience. She felt tired, weary from the long walk out to this place. As she gazed downward...
#identity
#abuse
#MentalHealth
#transgender
#witches
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My Rape Story
#sex
#abuse
#porn #MeToo
#porn #MeToo
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wordsmith
my skin is a canvas
since i was born, i drew on it
i always had the utensils to create a masterpiece
since i was born, i knew that.
when i first went to school
they saw how different i was,
my mind and my body,
they didn’t like that
nor the fact that my skin
shone bright in all the colors of the rainbow.
the others may not have all the utensils i had
or didn’t know how to use them
now my pride began to crumble
because everything i liked -
everything i was - was disliked.
fast forward,...
since i was born, i drew on it
i always had the utensils to create a masterpiece
since i was born, i knew that.
when i first went to school
they saw how different i was,
my mind and my body,
they didn’t like that
nor the fact that my skin
shone bright in all the colors of the rainbow.
the others may not have all the utensils i had
or didn’t know how to use them
now my pride began to crumble
because everything i liked -
everything i was - was disliked.
fast forward,...
#anxiety
#courage
#abuse
#art
#acceptance
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Dark Valentine
I bought for my love a Valentine’s card
shaped like a heart and frilled with lace,
a corny bit of doggerel inside
to show that I’m thinking of him.
The normalcy of that simple gesture
thrills me when, alone, I sit and think
about what’s brought me here, the single love
that could have saved my soul.
The rage relaxes then, a white dove
settles on my breast. Reposed in this dark flat,
I look out through the skylight and
am ready for another day. He’s not replied,
of course. It’s been eight years since I started. ...
shaped like a heart and frilled with lace,
a corny bit of doggerel inside
to show that I’m thinking of him.
The normalcy of that simple gesture
thrills me when, alone, I sit and think
about what’s brought me here, the single love
that could have saved my soul.
The rage relaxes then, a white dove
settles on my breast. Reposed in this dark flat,
I look out through the skylight and
am ready for another day. He’s not replied,
of course. It’s been eight years since I started. ...
#love
#abuse
#suffering #DomesticViolence
#suffering #DomesticViolence
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The Attack of Mckenna Cunningham
#dark
#abuse
#porn #dirty
#porn #dirty
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Mother
In that house
I see trivial wares in frivolous places
Piles of desires cluttering spaces
Overfilled closets of uncharted dreams
Decaying on the hearth, my shattered esteem
In that house
The emptiness endured; the hollow pride
Unfurnished wisdom; the devil’s chide
Your loathing of me was all to scathing
In your diffidence, I am bathing
In that house
The spoils of childhood wearing too thin
Unhandsome depravity of counterfeit kin
She idolized the...
I see trivial wares in frivolous places
Piles of desires cluttering spaces
Overfilled closets of uncharted dreams
Decaying on the hearth, my shattered esteem
In that house
The emptiness endured; the hollow pride
Unfurnished wisdom; the devil’s chide
Your loathing of me was all to scathing
In your diffidence, I am bathing
In that house
The spoils of childhood wearing too thin
Unhandsome depravity of counterfeit kin
She idolized the...
#abuse
#MovingOn
#acceptance
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Cut it off
#anger
#hate
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#frustration
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Postmodern Hell
The swindler's sagacious, wicked and anxious
Best prepare a feast of minds
Instrumentally less sheer, weaponizing our fear
He longs to be the key that winds
The puppet has strings and scripts and things
Beholden to the fringe of the law
When mendacity wears down his vestigial crown
His malfeasance is all too raw
Take our spirit, take our means. Start ripping through seams
To lay a base of exclusive profusion
It'll take a weatherworn stroll over a kettle-baked knoll
To infer this noisome...
Best prepare a feast of minds
Instrumentally less sheer, weaponizing our fear
He longs to be the key that winds
The puppet has strings and scripts and things
Beholden to the fringe of the law
When mendacity wears down his vestigial crown
His malfeasance is all too raw
Take our spirit, take our means. Start ripping through seams
To lay a base of exclusive profusion
It'll take a weatherworn stroll over a kettle-baked knoll
To infer this noisome...
#abuse
#politics
#FeelingTrapped
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To Beget is To Recycle
Pain begets pain, how could I be confused with someone sane
So much taken by those that should had loved, so much to regain
My emotions are circling a toilet, my heart can feel the pain
Fallen tears are used to fill the bowl and help with the drain
What is a guardian, should this word be so flagrantly used
Especially when those with this title choose to abuse
Verbally the scorn and put their wards down
Profanity and negativity beating on eardrums with a tomtom sound
You can't do this and you can't do that
You're to fucking skinny or...
So much taken by those that should had loved, so much to regain
My emotions are circling a toilet, my heart can feel the pain
Fallen tears are used to fill the bowl and help with the drain
What is a guardian, should this word be so flagrantly used
Especially when those with this title choose to abuse
Verbally the scorn and put their wards down
Profanity and negativity beating on eardrums with a tomtom sound
You can't do this and you can't do that
You're to fucking skinny or...
#dark
#violence
#abuse #bullying
#abuse #bullying
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Decisions
My friendship with you has taken my all, there is nothing left
I've given you my all, reserving nothing for self
when you've cried, we've shared the same fucking tissue
We felt the same pain, regardless of the issue
I was that dry shoulder, way late up into the night
No matter of your adversary, I joined in on the fight
The daily struggles of everyday life
I would break that shit down and compare it to someone else's strife
But you, you were my friend, my hard headed boo
The warnings and advice I gave, blew right past you ...
I've given you my all, reserving nothing for self
when you've cried, we've shared the same fucking tissue
We felt the same pain, regardless of the issue
I was that dry shoulder, way late up into the night
No matter of your adversary, I joined in on the fight
The daily struggles of everyday life
I would break that shit down and compare it to someone else's strife
But you, you were my friend, my hard headed boo
The warnings and advice I gave, blew right past you ...
#love
#breakup
#friendship #abuse
#friendship #abuse
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