ORIGINAL BUT NOT ABOUT ME
It's been seven years
Seven years since this hard knotted feeling in my stomach started
Seven years since I was violated by someone I’d never seen in my life
I close my eyes and see the beast
Glaring at me, piercing my skin with those big beady dark eyes
It can't be human
Nobody should feel comfortable doing this
I refer to it as ‘the beast’
It does not deserve a name
It doesn't even deserve to be called anything less than scum
‘The beast’ is the monster
from every story that makes children scared to sleep at night
‘The beast’ is one of the less crude names I can think of
When I remember it
Lying over top of me
While I screamed “No!”
It must've thought I was joking
Or “No!” wasn't good enough
My heart was pounding through my chest
Trying to escape from what was about to happen
In this dark cold and musty smelling unfamiliar room
But I’ll spare you from all the gory gory details
Because after all I “wanted it” right?
Because I was “too drunk” right?
Because I “didn't cover up well enough” right?
It was my fault right?
I've always been told to fight back
But it's easier said than done
I thought things like this didn't really happen
Because “boys don't get raped.”
But I am a boy