A good number of women suffer terrible sexual violence that goes unreported. These women have no access to therapy or other methods of healing. Repeated abuse on these women ultimately eats away their self-esteem driving them into drug abuse, prostitution, sexually transmitted infections, and unintended pregnancies and at sometimes death. Below is a poem on a teenage woman who suffered sexual violence but later reported to the relevant authority and got help.
It is now six years but your words still fresh in my mind
I love you from the waist downwards
I do not deal in damaged goods
I still remember that afternoon when I first set my eyes on you
Your words as a sharp knife slowly scraping deep across my skin
You kissed my lips and said you love me
It is now clear to me that I misunderstood you
I never knew love meant bruised knuckles, yelling and fighting at night
It all started as an innocent look, then an innocent touch
Mmmh an innocent kiss, some drama and finally an innocent heartbreak
I want to forget this but a voice keeps on reminding me.
Dear God does my life not matter to you?
Have you suddenly forgotten me?
Why do you leave me to wonder and wallow in despair?
I meditated barefooted in the middle of a dark thorny bush
You never valued my freedom
And I was foolish enough to let you destroy my queendom
I stood as a withered flower among scenic flowers
Because the wind bawled at me pulling my leaves and petals
But my charming abuser how dare you invade my queendom
The oblivion you caused me put my life into a pause
I want to forget this but a voice keeps on reminding me
At one point, I was strong
Strong with concrete humanized walls
A centerpiece to tourists of awe who could only see me
However, were never allowed to come close to me
Hey atrocious man, why did you pick me out of the many?
However, of cause who am I to question you
My juvenile mind never knew saying no was unimpeachable
I as a dumbas thick head accepted your tugs
Dear cold-blooded lover
Your whispers billowed out of your mouth like a snake
Each one striking at me leaving on me marks of blood
Yes, I never fought you back but now I advance into stardom
What you did to me deserve no title
I want to forget but a voice keeps on reminding me