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Avec vos propres motsRéflectionsCette section est pour vous. C'est une manière d'exprimer vos sentiments et de partager vos expériences. Plusieurs personnes ont demandé à avoir un emplacement sur le site où ils peuvent trouver de l'espoir et du soutien. C'est pourquoi nous vous encourageons à soumettre des poèmes qui aideront à fournir une meilleure compréhension des réactions à une agression sexuelle, ainsi qu'à apporter de l'espoir aux survivants qui luttent encore avec leurs sentiments. Le personnel du Centre de soins des victimes de violences sexuelles étudiera toutes les soumissions en tant que partie au processus de sélection. SVP, ne donnez pas d'informations qui pourraient aider à vous identifier ou à vous localiser. Utilisez un surnom ou des initiales lorsque vous signez votre poème. Toute référence à l'endroit où vous demeurez ou à votre identité sera effacée. Vous pouvez envoyer votre poème par courrier or courriel. |
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NightmareNothing could compare to the feeling. Soaring through the luminous sky with wild abandon - every beat of her wings brought a sense of adventure. And with every breath, a sense of unrestrained exhilaration, warning her that her next dive could drown her, and consume her in a whirlpool of nightmares. A torrent of freedom and excitement, revealing a new world’s wonder, filled her with inspirations and promises. She beat her wings with defiant resolve, eager to soar for the stars, away from the colorful specks and lush green below. Ever ignorant to the lurking shadow’s plight, she glided on the currents of the wind, her worries melted away, like autumn leaves drifting to their inevitable end. As the envious moon glared at the rising sun, she floated along the draft, soaking in dawn’s glory until a sudden gust swept her up in it’s fury. Tossing and throwing her, she plummeted towards the shadow, and somewhere amid the confusion, the whirlpool found her, and merciless in its nature, it swallowed her whole. Consumed by that which he so expertly tainted, she faded away into a sudden night, where wide eyes greeted her nightmare revealed. – January Woman – |
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The TruthTen years ago something happened to me something really bad that I can’t get over.I was sexually assaulted by someone I knew. He was my cousin. I didn’t think he would ever do something like that to me or to anyone. But he did and now I got to live with it for the rest of my life. Why, why did he do this to me? Why is the question I want to know. I still don’t know who told an adult or who told the cops. But when I do find out, I would like to thank them from the bottom of my heart because if no one knew about it then it would be just all built up inside and maybe I wouldn’t be here writing this if someone never told, so for that I am thankful. – Dinah – |
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