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Sexual Assault

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By Roxy WolfPublished 4 years ago 1 min read

It's happened so many times before that it should just be a blip on my radar but it happened. Again.

S-E-X-U-A-L A-S-S-A-U-L-T

It's just a bunch of letters

but they pack a punch

they lay you flat out

Those words change you...

they change everything.

Here I am again

going through the motions...

trying to use what I learned in retreat

but each time I relive what happened

a hole opens and memories flood back in

I don't know if I can do it...

I'm struggling to breathe

I need to fight but I can't

He's too heavy, he's too strong

and I can't fight through it

all I can do is survive.

So I'm surviving.

I am alive.

I am drunk, going through the motions

trying to fight this demon on my own.

I know I have my sisters but this battle I must face on my own

because if I can't face this

then all is lost.

sad poetry

About the Creator

Roxy Wolf

Hello! My pen-name for this is Roxy Wolf. Not using my real name due to personal reasons. One day that may change. This is part of my journey to healing & learning to use my voice. I hope this helps others know they're not alone.

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