Written by Andrelyn Izquierdo.
A poem speaking my mind against some nonsense behavior that is meant to degrade my life and disrespect me in everyway that's violating.
WARNING: This poem contains sensitive content and may be found offensive or triggering to some people. Very graphic details may include explanations from my personal sexual violence experiences and others. If for any reason you are not ready to see details of abuse, feel free to move on and come back when you are ready. It is also recommended that you view this with a friend or family member for emotional support.
My body is a temple
That you cannot trespass
It’s not a museum nor
Amusement park with a
Ticket to see my ass.
Being a citizen means
That I’m supposed to
have rights just like you
But you do continue
With the opposite even
With me black and blue.
What does it take
To make it all stop
As my skin breaks,
Peeling away as it
Begins to bleed up top?
You bang my head
Creating more lumps
They accumulate
Hoping that my eyes
Forget all how you bump.
The whole as a bunch
Carry an old belief
That expired long ago
Not to be repeated
As it should’ve been brief.
How do my banged up lips
And my bleeding vagina
Look like a kind of job
Someone can seal up a
Resume with my saliva?
Someone please explain
To me how in the world
Could this be to think
Something so outrageous
Okay with me cum-hurled.
Their main purpose for me
Is to be rocked back and forth
Endless torture as they
Treat me like a sex doll
Constantly pumping thereforth.
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Inspired by my true story.
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Andrelyn Izquierdo
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