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A purgative rant about an ex. Trigger warnings: rape. |
A vent is a hole and something comes out that must or the thing with the hole will explode or die I purged you out of my life, but you crawled back up that vent and into my sleeping mind you cried snot and manipulation your nice new girlfriend tried to negotiate with me on your behalf for my things that you wanted to take from me more take more from me because it wasn't enough taking all you already had you know the assault the rape the ugly words that you said weren't fair of me to say out loud where people might hear cause I thought it wasn't fair that you got to take my body without my consent but hey let's just keep that quiet because god forbid your reputation might be tarnished after all you are such a nice guy with so many friends unlike me angry and sour who wants to hear the sad, painful, uncomfortable words that drip nay, rip from my mouth "I'm sorry that happened to you" not acknowledging that it wasn't some accident something that just 'happened' to me no you did that to me did that to me did that to me DID THAT TO ME but they don't want to face the ugliness and deflect preferring the comfortable avoidance of your rapist misfeasance lets all pretend my inconsonance was never spoke into the air silence me, o rape culture label me another angry feminist diminish me, my pain shove it under the rug so you can live in the beautiful city above the clouds where I will never again belong can't pretend there's nothing wrong I live with the dirt in my skin now tarnished from my feet to my brow can't seem to scrub it off nohow maybe time will allow me - "but that was months ago, and I said I was sorry." |