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by Jessalyn Hamby (Age: 22)
copyright 10-30-2003


Age Rating: 16 to 127

 
Memories overtaking
My nerves tremble and shaking
Huddled and rocking
Forbidden thoughts unlocking
That night I left behind in the past
My sweetness I had hoped would last
But so quickly forever stolen
My shining rays now dullin
Two years ago on this night
Where I lost my shining sweetness light
This story is about a word I dare not say
For I cry to the thought.........ever today


Clear night sky in the city
Sneaking out to the club
The undergrounds "Gritty"

Glowsticks, dancing, and raving
Techno-industrial
Teenage mis-behaving

Out with friends having a good time
Getting the eye
Nothing in divine

Talking and chat
Nothing wrong
And the end to that

Crying and pleading
"shut-up!"
My heart sinking and bleeding

Drowned out screams
I try to forget
Reserect in my dreams

Crying and hurt all alone
On the bathroom floor
Left to live life a dull drone

Once shining and pure
Stolen away
Beaten and left to endure

Who could want me now?
Dirty
Why did he do this? And how?

I still wonder why?
I still sit in my room and cry
I'm finally telling this story
And I don't tell it proudly
But it's something I have denied
When asked what's wrong I've lied
So now I'm telling what happened
As my stomach is tightened
I will say this one little word
It's only four letters but awkward
As my story is now undraped
I will finally say........I was raped


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11-09-2003 Nancy Pawley    

Jessalyn, the first step to healing is talking and letting others share in your pain. I'm a rape victim also and have found that writing is the best of therapies. Keep writing and healing. Sending you lots of love and hugs.
Nancy


11-02-2003 Debra Rose    

Give me his full name, and his state and city. I'll kill the bastard. No one dserves anything like that. Tell me who he is and I'll kill him for you.


10-30-2003 Janet Owenby    

Thia is a very powerful poem. Awesome write, Jessie.


10-30-2003 Toni Sweeney    

Awesome job!!!
Toni S.


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