Your weight impeled against me
I was gasped and out of recognition
Bomabared with emotions
I was lost in that moment
You tore my inner wear
And forcefully pushed yourself
Furiously you tore me apart
My cry
My scream
Got to knows attention
His silence was prevailed
Left me punctured with no dignity
Got Me through alot of thoughts
Suicide was my meal
I valued the end of my existence
More than my growth to life
The memories never earsed
The nights never become calm
Each days progress hurt more
Than I could express
My relations towards men
Never become easier
My emotions were lost
My perception was ventured and abused
DYAN STORM 
I take my hat off to you for speaking out about rape. We all should, out loud, express the pain, the rage, the hurt and the courage to continue living.
You have all my respect for denouncing rape as a horrible act perpetrated against another human being: a woman, a men, a girl, a child. It is a montruosity and I denounce it as such myself too,
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Thank, rape is a not even supposed to be in someone’s though or actions
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My heart grows heavy as I read this. Your friend is strong. I can’t imagine the pain of living with the memories of such a traumatic situation. Thank you both for sharing.
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Welcome, sometimes the stories that put us at our worst are best shared to make people see what they had to go through alone
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I couldn’t agree more. Sometimes sharing those situations can actually help us heal. Survivors are strong and resilient. ♥️♥️
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No one should go through this alone, it’s a powerful and painful share! But these so called “people” need to be punished and women need to have a professional help to survive such a trauma…
I hate to even read about these things…make me so angry…
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Well the trauma will be a long adventure because such and act can destroy someone’s reality
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Of course it is! People lose their life because of such trauma, but suffering on daily basis is even worse!
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Touched one of the deepest saddest chords in my heart………
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I had to express how some people suffer so deep and don’t know how to get out of some positions in life
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A powerful share. It affected me reading this piece. My heart hurts for your friend for what she endured. I hope she got help and is as ok as she can be, A very hard thing to overcome. Thank you for sharing Dyan.
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Well thank you, she is still getting help through therapy, all I wnated to express is for people to see what someone goes through when abused
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So sad for your friend.all rapists are animal.true,dear!!
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Sometimes I wish they never existed because the damage they leave to people affects their reality
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I wish too.Amen.
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I love the strength of your poem, so well written. Thank you so much for the follow. I really appreciate this. However, there is a much better writer than me, whom I strongly recommend you and all your followers. It is my friend Mario Savioni. His novel “Pickles and Tarts” (very short chapters, easy to read), is a story where 54-year-old Frank has been selected by 19-year-old Nicole through a dating site. Frank looks at Nicole’s photos on the site and is attracted to her beauty. Nicole tells him she has a boyfriend and is not interested in a romantic relationship. She adds: “It’s fun to talk to different people sometimes.” The only apparent thing Frank and Nicole seem to have in common is their interest to write stories. Perhaps they want to meet just to write one together? Now Frank has already started to imagine this story, a story-within-the-main-story. “Pickles and Tarts” is a lovely story of illusion-delusion, dream-reality, non-conformist with the Capitalist system, reflective on love, sex, drugs and human relationships in today’s world. It is profound and highly intriguing. I recommend these two chapters where chapter 11 has a strong connection with your poem:
https://savioni.wordpress.com/2019/03/15/pickles-and-tarts-chapter-10/
https://savioni.wordpress.com/2019/03/24/pickles-and-tarts-chapter-11/
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Thank you for that share I will check it out, that short narration was interesting
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Yes, please. I hope you like Mario’s work as much as I do. He is really an excellent writer.
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I just started reading his work and its beautiful
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So glad you like it that much. Thank you again!
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Oh my! So heartbreaking 💔 thank you for raising awareness through your writings.
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Well poetry is my second home and I love to reach out to people
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I hope your listening helped your friend.
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I actually was there Emotionally, Mentally and physically to support her through the way
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that’s cool. having good friends and family be there is so important during the healing process
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💜😢
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Thank you
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Do read my new blog which is somewhat related to urs.
https://mysavagelifetraveller.home.blog/2019/06/16/pedophile-anti-rape-culture/
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Its really amazing and thank you
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Do share if u like it🙂✌️
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