Rape Can Inspire

I’m gonna drop the “r” word

That’s right;

rape.

The raw word itself

Unfiltered, unshaped.

Something that deteriorates,

Something that scars. 

Something that haunts you at night,

That makes you feel behind bars.

A prisoner in your mind, 

A thought that lights you on fire.

But though it is scary, 

Rape can inspire.

“How?” you may ask

“Can such a thing inspire?”

“How is it positive?” you may inquire

#Metoo, #TimesUp,

Hashtags like these have internationally blown up

Women sharing their stories, bonding with each other

Mothers and daughters, sisters and brothers.

These movements create buzz

Create conversation and thought

They relieve women of their fears and fraught.

But there’s little things, also

That seek to inspire

There’s people like me

To make an impact, I aspire

A website created 

To help out all

To connect with survivors

To aid them when they feel small.

They told me I helped them

Said the site was like no other 

That I inspired them to tell their mothers and brothers

So, I say again, 

Rape can inspire.

And even though I was raped,

To help all, I aspire.