Cower

By totallyalone

To the boys by whom I've been raped:
As much as I wish by you my future was not shaped,
Claiming that would be nothing but a lie,
Pretending that because of you I don't cry,
Cry every night as I try to fall asleep,
Only to stay awake, your secrets I keep,
I stay up to hide from the nightmares,
During the day, I hide from the stares.
Or so I think, but maybe people don't look at me,
Maybe it's simply just my anxiety,
Telling me that nothing is fine,
Playing dirty tricks on my tired mind.
I pretend that everything is alright,
But every day, getting up is a fight,
I spend my days battling my own fears,
Throwing darts, daggers, and spears.
For those who don't understand depression,
Please know that this is not a confession,
This is not a confession of my desire to die,
But only a statement of how I wish I could fly.
Unfortunately, my wings have been clipped,
At the same time as my body was stripped,
Stripped of clothing, of rights, of pride,
Stripped of everything I could use to hide.

To the boys by whom my life was torn,
I hope you can hear the battle drums and horn,
I hope you know that I'm ready for war,
Ready to fight being called a whore,
Because all I did was trust a boy,
And all he thought I was, a toy.
I now know that I am strong and you are weak,
You use your charm, naive girls you seek,
Thrust by thrust, you break them down,
You don't stop until you've stolen their crown.
All they could see in the mirror, prey,
Now we've had enough, today's the day.
You can not break us down, we stand tall,
The only thing left is for you to fall.
Fall from your place of power,
All that is left for you to do, cower.

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Copyright 2018 totallyalone
Published on Tuesday, September 11, 2018.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • sTr8-jAcKeT On Wednesday, December 5, 2018, sTr8-jAcKeT (735)By person wrote:

    Stand strong and carry on, collapse or see conflict through; there is might where it's not right how we end up treated all the time. Regardless of the overwhelming odds, we must continue to exist or else; why be? Motivationally moving, kudos.

  • A former member wrote: Oh HELL YEAH!! Love this ink. Your words are so powerful it make my in lion ROAR! All fantastic but love this line "This is not a confession of my desire to die, but only a statement of how I wish I could fly" Damn girl, I like your style. Keep writing and welcome to DP

  • totallyalone On Monday, September 17, 2018, totallyalone (17)By person wrote:

    Thank you so much!

  • Commander_Cadaver On Wednesday, September 12, 2018, Commander_Cadaver (245)By person wrote:

    I am thoroughly enjoying your writes.

  • totallyalone On Wednesday, September 12, 2018, totallyalone (17)By person wrote:

    Thank you! I started writing over the summer, and I'll sporadically just have a thought that rhymes, then think, "this needs to be a poem. Now."

  • Commander_Cadaver On Wednesday, September 12, 2018, Commander_Cadaver (245)By person wrote:

    Haha sometimes that is how it goes when it comes to writing. Keep it up.

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