Notes About The Poem

This does not represent the thoughts of my place of work. This is fiction. This poem attempts to show the thoughts of blame and isolation endured by some victims of crime. My thoughts are with the people living this trauma, and I hope this poem shows, in some small way, that there are men out here empathising and caring for them.

I Need To Stop Being the Joke

When does the healing of all this begin? 
When does the mending start?
When will I stop blaming myself, 
Rebuilding the love in my heart?

Maybe when I think I don’t deserve all this pain, 
I can repair all the love that is broke,
Maybe when I feel free to tell my whole story, 
I’ll stop treating my life as a joke,

And tell the world I’m no boxing bag, 
My skin can no longer be hurt,
When I stand and am proud of the “Who” that I am, 
And know I am better than dirt,

Maybe then I can overpower these thoughts, 
These thoughts living up in my mind,
When I realise I’m not what happened to me, 
I can stop being the rape victim, the crime.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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July 6, 2018 at 7:39 AM
Ooh I felt that one, visceral. Well done Lewis. xomo
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