Jessica lee Workman
Rape... - Poem by Jessica lee Workman
I can't talk to nobody,
I feel like nobody understands,
So I pick up some paper and grab me a pen.
You see me smile, but if you only knew
The things that I hold on to,
And just can't seem to let go.
I know I must forgive and I said that I do,
But I don't really think that I actually do.
Forgive my grandmother, For the pain they put me through as a kid.
I spoke up, no one listened.
So it continued on and I just didn't mention,
The things that went on in the middle of the night.
It happened before so maybe it's all right.
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