Strong as Steel
Clothes eat away at my skin.
Clothes push and pull me in.
My body is screaming at me no.
But I just can’t let it go.
The scars of your touch leave me haunted
As that scared little girl cowered away
I step in and stop your misdeeds
Get your hands away from her
She’s too young
Young
I was barely 12 when I was sexually assaulted.
Not even a teen yet
May will always be a tough month for me
As your hands still attack my body
A foreign yet familiar invader
Like a war where you approach the lines
Between personal space and shared space
You took one step into a crime
Into a traumatic event
And I stepped back in my mind.
I stepped back into the cold darkness
It felt like home.
You took away everything from me
You left a shell of a little girl
And you are now faced with a fully fleshed-out person
The bones that shook in my skin
As your hands took me in
Are now reinforced with steel
You may not know how it feels.
But you sure as hell know what you have done.
And fumbling over my words as I tell the events of that night is no more.
Your shadow casting doubt over me serves no purpose anymore.
You didn’t have the right to touch me.
You didn’t have the right to harass and belittle.
I have the right to speak up now.
And I’ll tell my story to the crowd.
And I’ll scream it loud.
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