am i not a victim?
writing about what people do not want to talk about
it was four years ago
still trying to heal and grow
it was september
my mind is trying to forget but my body will always remember
and i am filled with anger
i need some answers
blaming the system
tell me. how am i not the victim?
even though i have aged
the memories remain
the perspective of how i see the world with my eyes
how can one day have changed my whole life?
the prints are stained on me forever
and i am just trying to get better
but no amount of therapy sessions will ever give me enough strength to scrub myself clean
to erase all of the traces, trauma and flashbacks of what happened to me as a teen
and i just feel so guilty i should have said something earlier
maybe if i had spoken
there would have been two girls less broken
still blaming the system
tell us
HOW ARE WE NOT THE VICTIM?
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k slam poetry
I write about what people do not want to talk about
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growing up i was always told my body was a temple so pure and to be kept cleaned. so i cleaned. so we clean the house we were forced to be born in. the house i was forced to love i was forced to keep alive. the house i felt so alien in that i could never call my body a home.
By k slam poetry 4 years ago in Poets
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