Today I woke up in a body
A body untainted by touch
Seven years; I don't reckon you noticed
But to me it mattered so much
I counted each day and wept with each night
Aching to shed my own skin
Because once I felt your hands, I knew it was yours
My body was now a temple of sin
I was chained to your temple; the grave of my youth
Death carved into these stones
I cried out for the light, but it never came
I couldn't escape my own bones
For seven years, I slept beneath soil
You were a battle I could never win
Bugs rested upon me, and I begged them to feast
To chew you off of my skin
But they refused to feast because my skin was poison
Even they could smell your scent
You were in my veins for seven years
But I knew you'd never repent
Seven years have passed and my skin is new
I'm clothed in something that's clean
I escaped your temple and embraced the future
This grass is finally green
Today, I woke up in a body
A body that you'll never touch
It took seven years, but I can finally say
You no longer matter so much.
STAI LEGGENDO
Written in Red
PoesiaA compilation of poetry I wrote during high school about sexuality, heartbreak, navigating the world as an autistic woman, dysfunctional families, grooming and abuse, and more.
