I wrote this poem to try to express my feelings to my counsellor. If you want to use this poem elsewhere PLEASE ask my permission first.

Thank You

Rape

A cigarette end

Used, now useless, abandoned.

Just left on the ground.

A momentary fix, so quickly consumed, now without purpose

Despised by the world, my skin may decay,

but my inside is despised, cussed at,

loathed for its presence, crushed under foot.

When they picked me out

I was exactly what they wanted.

But they couldnít have me where we were.

Taken outside I was burned, oh my God it hurt so bad,

filled with filth, their body fluid on my skin,

and deep inside indelibly stained and poisoned.

That short rush that gave them that kick

sucked out of me, reducing me.

like a guilty secret quickly disposed of.



Surrounded by dead leaves off a tree

that quickly decompose and disappear into the earth

I stubbornly remain.

Not my choice, I didnít want this

Disgusted by my own presence

Shamed by my users

Shamed that I continue to pollute.

Defiled, destroyed,

everyone just wishes I would silently go away

but I donít decay.

Iím stepped upon, kicked around

brushed away into corners

heaped into the detritus of manís desire.



So unthinking, yet calculating,

abusing whilst satisfying,

Destroying to meet a momentary need

and the remains remain, persist, in spite of my own desires

for my stained core to be restored

to be in a packet, surrounded by others,

instead of torn out, consumed, forgotten, alone.

I have no use now. Everything they needed was everything I was.

They took it without consent.

My admired slim white body

in seconds reduced to a stubbed out fag.

by their carnal desire.

I just want to disappear,

hide my filth

longing for transformation

but knowing only my extended execution.

Condemned to life

an inconvenient truth

without hope or purpose.

I linger.