Showing posts with label rape. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rape. Show all posts

11.29.2007

Monster, How Should I Feel?


Her little whispers.
Love Me. Love Me.
That's all I ask for.
Love Me. Love Me.





the law says i can't give you specifics.

but in group therapy today we were talking about sexual abuse.

two of these girls i have come to see as my sisters, have been raped by people they were supposed to trust.



the thing that stands out the most in my mind about tonight, is not the stories they told. it isn't the tears i watched them shed. it wasn't the pain i saw in their eyes.

all i could think about is how unwanted i feel.

Her battered his tiny fists to feel something.
Wondered what it's like to touch and feel something.
Monster.
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here.
Looking through the window


it was mentioned that as a child, one of the girls did not understand what was happening and that even today, she has mixed feelings and didn't hate it.

our therapist told us that when we feel neglected, we don't know what to do with feelings like this.
we don't know anything else.




all i could think about is how neglected i feel.

not because no one seems to want to help me, because that isn't the case.

i feel neglected because no one has set me apart like these rapists did to my sisters.

i feel so disgusting and unwanted because i have never had to tell anyone to stop.

That night he caged her.
Bruised and broke her.
He struggled closer.
Then he stole her.
Violet wrists and then her ankles.
Silent Pain.
Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams.


this may make me sound completely insane, but i want to feel like that.
i am not begging to be raped.
but i want to be wanted.



when i am driving on the highway, and the creepy middle-aged men stare at me..deep down part of me likes it.

don't get me wrong.
it's creepy as hell.

but it makes me feel attractive.

i want to be hit on.
i have never been hit on by a stranger.

it makes me feel repulsive.

10.31.2007

Life's No Fun Without A Good Scare

when did halloween become national slut day?



i looked for rape statistics on the difference between halloween and the rest of the year, but i couldn't find anything.
therefore, i can not be sure that more people are sexually assaulted on halloween, but i certainly would not be surprised.



i am pretty sure when she put on her outfit, she wasn't expecting anything but a good time. going to a party with some friends.

she gets thirsty.



OH NO!

someone saw her in her cute costume and decided to spike her drink.

she ends up raped, maybe dead.


still worth a night of fun that you will never remember because of all the alcohol?




The origin of Halloween is that it was the one day of the year that the disembodied spirits of all those who had died throughout the preceding year would come back in search of living bodies to possess for the next year.
It was believed to be their only hope for the afterlife.
The Celts believed all laws of space and time were suspended during this time, allowing the spirit world to intermingle with the living.

Naturally, the still-living did not want to be possessed.
So on the night of October 31, villagers would extinguish the fires in their homes, to make them cold and undesirable.
They would then dress up in all manner of ghoulish costumes and noisily paraded around the neighborhood, being as destructive as possible in order to frighten away spirits looking for bodies to possess.



haunted houses are the best!