D’s Story: Rural Eastern Oregon is Hell

D’s Story: Rural Eastern Oregon is Hell

When you touched me without approval, I fragmented
I can still feel your hand around my wrists
Your heat upon my neck
The vile smell of your breath ruminates
The odor of your cologne persists in my mind
I told you ‘STOP’
Yet you remained
I struggled under your weight
Kicking, screaming
Yet you lodged inside me
I gave up
I thought this might save me
And it did
You defiled me, then let me go
I was a shattered version of the shell I once knew
I was broken
I was degraded
I was lost in an endless abyss
I was defeated
I was fractured
I was destroyed

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