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Through the meadow she softly tread; Her bruised and broken body bled;Careful to weave to and fro, no droplets left behind to show; The path she took for her escape, on the night of her brutal rape;He was passed out drunk once again; and didn't stir as she crept from him;She'd waited 'til the dead of night; before she began her freedom flight;No longer would her husband be the master of her destiny.  

A Very Hard Decision

A very unfortunate event.

This cell in the womb is alive It needs to be protected too Should it live or die The young mother has no clueShe was raped and held down Unfortunately now pregnant No smiles just frowns This situation not pleasant Should she have an abortion Or give the baby away Would the child be an orphan The decision marks an awful day Her family has so much to say The teen is embarrassed and scared She doesn't want to relive that da...

Memories of an Amnesiac

A story based on a dream that made me cry, this had to be written before I forgot it.

My name is El-My name is E-I don’t know my name. Who am I? More importantly, where am I?Oh.I didn’t quite know what I was doing at the ceremonial event. It was not ‘my kind of scene’. But there I was at the opening credits of the play, formal wear on, in one of the best seats. Somehow I was placed next to a man most of the world loved. He was a famous man, and he had enormous executive power in the country. But I didn’t l...

Everyone thinks it isme who's to blame for whathappened that night, but allI wanted was a kiss.Innocent fantasies infiltratedmy mind that night--Holding hands on the beach, orsoft loving kisses on each fingerbefore a kiss goodnight and a 'see you tomorrow'.I thought you loved me, thought itwas what parents call 'puppy love'--How wrong was I, Alaric?Was I wrong enough to deservewhat you did to me, to deservethe stares and...

Lips. They open and say nothing, giggling instead. Then a brain fuzziness. Then nothing. Then a bed and her brain is foggy and she has a migraine. His breath smells of alcohol, wafting into her face from the right. Then she notices a bit of dry blood on the sheet below her and between her thighs. Then running. Then chasing. Then screaming. Then police. Finally, crying.

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Her Deadly Savior

Sometimes leaving is not an option

Satisfied, he falls asleep Thoughts drifting into dreams Mad as Hell, I lie awake Struggling to bridle my screams Traces of my stolen DNA sheathe his most private places While bleeding cuts and purple bruises defile my most sacred spaces I gently nudge him but he doesn’t stir, so I connive a hasty retreat But flashbacks of an invariable scene fill my mind with familiar speech, “ You’ll die before I let you go!" He caution...

louis rams · May 9, 2012 the RAPIST she fought back (5/9/12)I was coming home late from a date, and did not lookTo see if anyone was around or was following me.When out of the darkness he jumped outAnd put his hand on my mouth.Then put a knife to my throat and told me“don’t be stupid if you want to liveTo me your body you will give.”She was always told : “don’t put your life in harms wayAnd if you can - run away”.And if s...

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(1/23/13) when it comes to rape - I agree for this was something that she did not foresee she wanted to have a normal life, fall in love and become a wife. to have children if and when she decided, and not be afraid or to hide it. she had been raped - body , mind , and soul and she feels she no longer has control. now this is what a rapist has in mind, and wants to be in control all the time. yet now ! you do have a choic...

She's sitting at her computer desk when it blinks, alerting her of a new email. She crosses her fingers, hoping it's a college acceptance message or something of the kind, but instead finds one from her email-stalker, MGlass. Most of them from the past couple months had been just the normal: Hey, baby... wanna meet up? and I love your videos and music, please reply, won't you darling? I just wanna talk... and they seemed...