Brutalized Harmony

Agonized moan

crawling forward

digging fingers to dirt

pull self along

left to burn

left to bleed

indomitable will…..

I will not die.

Hands

so many hands

tearing

ripping clothes

pulling hair

closed fist to the face

I do not 

I did not

I should never have been brutalized.

Taken to a party

fed booze

pills

drugs

good time girl

rumor had it

not my truth

yet you did believe it.

Face blushed

covered in scarlet hue

eyes burn

pain

rage…..

must find help

must find it now

I shall not die

I will come for you

you may want to hide.

©April 3/20

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https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2013/07/22/a-raised-hand