Writing

This poem is written from the point of view of a rape victim..

Just an everyday experience of what it is to have a histrionic loved one.

Daddy forgive me.. When I was just a child I made mistakes And I was a little wild. Daddy forgive me.. For I've done wrong, They made me ..

Feeling frustrated with this victim epidemic. How are these boys meant to grow into men with their mothers massaging every bump for them. BARF.

Excerpt from my original one act stage play, Phobos, about a high school shooting.

Tags Victim