Rape Poem by Jennifer Alejandra

Rape

Rating: 5.0


The lights are out
He's here again without a doubt
His hands on my mouth so I dont shout

I can feel him on me
I'm crying now
I want him to stop
But I don't know how
To let him know he's hurting me

Daddy why can't you see?
You're saying it's a fun game your teaching me
But it's not fun it makes me bleed
You tell me this game is just for us
But I don't like the way you cuss

You tell me don't tell mommy
And I ask why
You say she'll be jealous of you and I
I don't know what to say anymore as your mouth's on mine
I'm not sure if that's supposed to be fine

I try to turn away
But you tell me to stay
It's now hurting more then yesterday

I pass out from the effects of the drink you gave me
but I know youll be back tomorrow and it's killing me

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Naila Rais 28 April 2018

So sad... Made me cry..... These beast should not get parry..... Read my poem LET ME RISE and In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too... Keep courage.... You are really talented....10.. Naila

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Hannah Williams 27 April 2018

This poem was very real. I'm sorry this pain has been something you've been through. I hope you're okay. Thank you for being so honest and so real.

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Elena Plotkin 13 May 2016

You are a gifted poet and your poem surely resonates with many young women who face the same plight. I applaud you for finding the words to express the pain. I also want to tell you if you don't know already that men who prey upon children for their own sexual gratification are sick, demented lowlifes. They are not fathers- they are monsters. Monsters who are afraid of the light. And the truth is light. The only way to slay the monster is expose them to the light/truth. Tell your mother. Tell anyone. Tell anyone and everyone. A poem is cathartic but it is only the first step to your freedom. Free yourself from your prison by exposing your monster for who he is to the world that will surely condemn him for his actions. He may look like your father but the moment he touched you in that way he stopped being one. You owe him nothing. He owes you everything. Everything he took away from you - Your childhood, your innocence, your peace of mind, your future. And for that he must pay. God Bless you and keep writing. (Report)

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Sonali Sings 29 October 2011

Shocking Jenni, your poem's stunningly bold and clear about the plight of a young girl under going sexual abuse with in the family...

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