I’ll never forget it.

I used to wish
your touch matched with your words.
I wished you would hold me down
and use me ruthlessly.
Because you’re gentle touch
didn’t match your manipulative tone.
it might’ve looked gentle,
but when you started with aggression, 
that’s all I could see and remember.

No, I can’t say no.
I can’t say no because you said yes.

It took me a full year to realize
you manipulated me.
because that was the whole point of the manipulation,
to hide the fact you used me.
cut yourself to deflect the pain on me.

I love giving people emotional and mental advice,
but I can’t talk to the voices in your head.
Now, I only wish you realize what you’ve done
and learn to do better.

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