A lot of young women get raped and never speak up about it this is a poem about this girl who was scared to tell anyone, until that old man went to jail for raping his daughters cousin




Was I raped? Or did I deserve it
He may have thought I flirted
Wore short skirts
and low cut shirts
My ass and titties I always perked
Just to get attention
Back then
At 16
I didn't mean
for it to go like this
He got us high and drunk
But he laced my shit
I vaguely remember his kiss
and the way his head was between my hips and
my body begins to shake
am I asleep or awake
confused and mesmerized
I realize
who dude is
my best friends dad
his way he had
with my body
my best friend asleep
passed out
she doesn't hear my shouts
or was I moaning???
Longing for this 40+ old man
His hands
Danced
All over me
Or was my mind deceived
It all had to be a dream
I didn't want to believe
Should I tell my momma
Call the police
I mean I've had sex before
Is this what I was asking for
By wearing the things I wore
I felt when he would stare
But I didn't care
All men would look
Only difference is he took
Advantage
This man cause me damage
My mind couldn't stand it
So I blocked it out
Myself I begin to doubt
Was I raped? Or did I bring this about
my fault
is what I thought
never told a soul
just let it go
faded into the past
but in my mind
it will forever last