He Touched Me

                                                                                       He Touched Me

 

He touched me

in a forbidden place,

left the remnants of

greed & disillusion

in his wake. I was just

a child (inside) so why

did you blame me for

being hurt when

he touched me

over and over again,

knowing that his rough

touching & shoving

would leave me bloody

 

I bleed tears

from my eyes; they leave

a scarlet trail that carries

me to a place where

little girls aren’t free

to do anything but swing

from a tree

like forbidden fruit

that has been consumed

before its season & even

when you see me

right in front of your face

you know without a doubt

the essence of me

still hangs from the low

branches of that tree –

within reach, but too far

away for me to ever

be truly free

 

Like a zombie

I stalk the streets

looking for something

to satiate me

knowing nothing will

ever really fill me up.

I’ll always be empty.

 

A shell of a woman

whose no longer a girl

and all because

he touched me

 

Peace & Love,

Rosalind

 

girl with bear too

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About Rosalind Guy

I'm broken & my soul is weary/ my weary soul rebels, fights/ anything & anyone who tries to heal me/I beat my head against a wall of memories/ trying hard to break free from the chain of memories/ I can only be free by saying it so/ i weave a necklace from words and finally/ I find freedom/ free free free. As you can see, words are powerful to me. As Maya Angelou said, words are wallpaper of the soul. I have lots of nightmarish memories that threaten to break me, but I learned a long time ago about the power of words. They can be used to heal and destroy anything that threatens to destroy the person. Words coupled with love have the power to save and heal. I am author of three books: Skinny Dipping in the Pool of Womanhood, Tattered Butterfly Wings, and Blues of a Love Junkie. I am a high school English teacher. I am a former reporter. I am a mother. I am a woman. I am a fierce advocate for those who cannot speak for themselves, those who's voices go unheard. Check out my Amazon author page at the following link: http://www.amazon.com/Rosalind-Guy/e/B00BGH5F88/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1432491754&sr=8-1.
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