Hashtagmetoo- Yes, Me Too
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hashtagmetoo- yes me too
I see it in nightmares-
paralyzed with fear did I do something
wrong? will anyone believe me?
I knew something was very wrong
inside me cause
I was just a little girl-
a little girl still playing with dolls
he was a family member about 30
beloved by all
the first time was at grandma's cottage
he invited me to go
out in the rowboat
to the island in the middle of the lake
we got half way
and I felt strange
he was staring at me
in an odd way
when we got to the island
I refused to get out and would not look
at him I just said
I want to go back
okay baby whatever you say
the next time it was christmas day
everyone was having fun
I went to my room for a breather
and suddenly he was there
I backed up till I was at
the wall
I was just a little girl
a little girl still playing with dolls
he closed the door and unzipped his pants
and took out his thingy
and walked towards me pressing himself
against my body your so beautiful
in a minute he was finished
and had ruined my new christmas dress
he whispered into my hair don't tell
anyone I was numb felt so ashamed
he had stolen my innocence I never told
the last time- was in the spring of the new year
I was reading in the backyard
my parents out I saw him coming
and I jumped up like a gazelle
being chased by a lion
running into the house
I locked all the doors
I curled up in a ball
on the kitchen floor . . .
that's where my parents found me
and within their arms I told them all of it
I heard my mom on the phone
she's just a little girl still playing with dolls
nothing was really done
no criminal charges
I kept this secret for years from everyone else
the monster took what he did to his grave
and I
as a young woman I had to let it go
I said to me I will get back my heart
I will find my way back from the darkness
and I did . . .
I had planned to spit on him at his funeral
but didn't though when people thought
I was
kneeling to pray by his coffin (not praying)
I was whispering I hope you rot
in HADES . . . that was years ago
Now-
there is the hashtagmetoo movement
and women and men and kids are speaking up
about sexual assault
I am all for this . . . not alone
beloved actors news people politicians
directors famous people even the
president priests bosses
in the workplace
even beloved family members
there seems no limit it is endless
and I support them because metoo metoo
I was just a little girl still playing with dolls
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November 30, 2017
Poetry/Free Verse/Hashtagmetoo- yes, me too
Copyright Protected, ID 17-9675-20-0
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Hashtagmetoo
sponsor, Debbie Guzzi
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2017
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