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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