I'M Not a Victim
It starts in a basement age 4.
Then a bedroom age 15.
A doorway while blacked out age 16.
My boyfriend made me when I was 19.
I was drunk and heartbroken at age 20.
I was saved by the man who did the same to my best friend, also age 20.
Still, I am not a victim.
I am a survivor.
I make jokes to hide the pain.
I don't want to seem weak.
But I am so close to the edge.
I can see myself jumping, but I don't.
I can't let the things that happened to me define me.
I am not my rapes.
I am not my sexual assaults.
I am me.
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