Sexual Harassment

Men put hands on things they dont own

And so do Women

My hands do not belong in yours

But they've become so numb to the feeling

My body is not yours

Even if you hands are silk on my back

The Pain is unbearable

Just you hand on my thigh feels like needles

I scream inside

Cause I listen to what Im told

My shrieks have died down

So only you can hear me

The moon stares

But doesn't share

The poolside

Is not my Haven anymore

And if one thing leads to another

You'll get the screams you weren't looking for

Soon enough

I might cry

"Rape"

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I was writing poetry while watching something
And I created this from a painful memory

12-24-18

~Kaydence

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