Jeanette Huston Poet I do not know?

Intimate Autrasity

Intimate atrocity!
What have you done to me?
I said no,
But you took it out of my control.
You beat me!
You broke me!
You hurt me!
You used my body against me!
You took from me!
You held me down
On that cold brutal ground.
You striped me of dignity.
Intimate atrocity!
I thought you were going to kill me.
I wish you had killed me!
A piece of me died that day.
I tried so hard to wash it all away.
The smell was still there.
Feeling that dirty was too hard to bare.
I now live in this fear,
Because of what you had done to me.
You predator of fait!
I’m so filled with hate.
I said no!
You took my control.
I felt more pain then I thought I could ever know.
You violated me!
Intimate atrocity!

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