This is Rape

Overmars

Compositor: Overmars

The way you scream at me, crushing me with your voice,
Putting a speedy end to any answer, any counter,
As if my head was laying underwater,
Hands cuffed in my back,
All of this pounding in me with so much hatred
That I'm getting scared of myself.
The weight of your culture and your unquestionable
Social and personal History felt on my shoulder
As an attack from your mouth
Crawling under my skin and deep inside my mind.
Without any reason. No good reason to me.
Just for the crush, just for this feeling of power.
Who's the real victim ? Who's the real slave?
Face down in shit and humiliated,
You made me feel guilty for one moment.
This is rape even if you never touched me.
This is rape and my shield is split up.
Alleviation will be achieved through
The deconstruction of our History.