Poison Vulture
when you see your rapist again, but this time, you're an adult too
I was 15 when you first pinned my wrists down
With words, with guilt
Exploiting my kindness
Because that's what you were after
Bleeding me dry, sucking the chambers of my heart
For you didn't have one
Ever a shadow that hovers above my shoulders
For three long years you held me hostage
In the belief that
I wanted this
And when I saw you as an adult for the first time
You couldn't resist committing another crime
Your stubble churned my stomach
Dreading where it festers now
Knowing what it's done
Your mole, like a dart in my eyes
A reminder that justice only happened
In my mind
The truth bleached me clean and gave me
Some sense of self
A mountain of grief on my shoulders
My mantra being that I was a child
I was a child
When you tore me open and fed on me
A filthy vulture
The carcass of my body glides into another room
Floating on the ceiling
Praying that my tears wouldn't stain your pillow
Mascara black, like you did to me
If I'm frozen, you'd leave me alone?
Now, an adult, I saw you again
Your lava words that couldn't burn me
Like before
The poison left my veins and what remained
Was shock and horror
Understanding for the first time
I was never in control
You took, I never gave
Climbing the Himalayas on my shoulders
To find myself
To bury with her
Your venomous eyes
Take the antidote
Die
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Comments (6)
This had such a masterfully written atmosphere. So sorry to hear about what happened to you. I really look up to you for putting your pain into art. Just wow.
This must have been a difficult write. .and one with great beauty. Hugs, Dalma.
This was a hard, unflinchingly brutal read! powerful, brave, and important, i am truly sorry for what happened to you! i hope writing this helped somewhat! from a technical pov, its exceptional, Id add!
This was brutal. I felt the squirm of the confrontation and the hold that's still there but less so.
I felt like every word spoke about my own abuser. It's strange, but somehow, although writing about it.. made me feel the pain in its entirety and truth. A haunting but beautiful poem. It's strange to offer a comment on such emotional torture and abuse.. but just to say: you have a beautiful way with words. X
Am touched