**This poem deals with a very sensitive issue. I do not want to drop the poem on you unwarned.**
Her cheek marred
chunks of gravel dig in
tears squeezed from dead eyes
hears the tearing of her clothes
as if from afar.
They would say that it was her fault
that she had had asked for it
her clothing
her mannerisms
that she had taken the drink
she knew the risk.
The world began to spin
dancing lights
whirling floor
the merry-go-round of childhood.
Giggle
stumble away on his arm
ignoring that yawning pitch in her stomach
fighting to beat the nausea
threatening to drop her to her knees.
Wave away helping hands
promised he did to see her home
her friends warned her
told her not to go.
He had a reputation.
Not secret
she already knew.
He was that guy
with smoldering looks
the one who could you wet
while cutting you dead.
Danger
prickled along her skin
rain pouring down
torrential
grunting in her ear
telling her to enjoy it
‘to take it all baby
you had to have wanted
you came away with me
even though well you know
the drug‘……..
Nightmare under her skin
in her mind
damaged she’d become.
Red light
pulsing
warning signal
do not stop
do not pass go.
This was not unplanned
damage control
there was a story to be told
a life to be paid in gold.
Money buys leniency
time on the golf course
massages
hot yoga class
finish the semester so as not to fail.
Ragged edged
consumed with pain
with disgust
raging demon reaps…..
consumes another soul.
Her sister’s shade
strange grimace on her face
acknowledges the pain
hand held in shame
she had done that.
Hounded until the Shade had won.
Here she was
unravelling
coming undone
rape and murder avenged
at the sacrifice of her own psyche and soul.
©August 26/19
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