I realized today that I never gave myself time to get over what had happened to me. I believe that the effects of rape are undoubtedly horrifying. I feel like I have lost everything inside of me, and my body is the only thing that is existent. I honestly have stopped feeling; I think my heart is on the verge of becoming frozen solid. I like being in control though, at least no one can hurt me now.
Twisted Feelings:
Wrapped around my heart
Are pieces of thread
Strangling it tight
It’s something that most dread
For my passage is at risk
My life is ending slowly
I could save myself if I choose to
But my heart is far from lonely
I like the risk in a way
The thread around my heart
For my life could give or take
I’m in power without a doubt
Unusual, it may sound
My emotions tightly bound
Peaceful in a way
Yet confusing to the mind
The color black may demonstrate
My emotions are completely blind
Black string around my heart
The black threads dangling down
Are producing a cracking sound
For every time I breathe
My heart skips a beat
Sometimes it causes me tears
But that emotion is controlled by me
For once I am in power
And I won’t allow anyone to see
The feelings that are within me
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