I wish I could go back
ten years ago
Trapped in endless tradition,
under impossible expectations
I would trade the hard swallow,
and stinging hot tears,
for a scream

I wish I could go back
fifteen years past
and shove that quiet submission
down your fucking throat,
shake off the grip
of borrowed religion,
and finally scream

I wish I could go back
twenty seven years ago
To when your hands
laid claim on my body,
Taking what was never yours,
hollowing me into nothing
and just scream

I wish I could go back
thirty four years ago
new to this world,
lungs full and unbroken,
a body untouched by harm,
fierce, resilient
and never stop screaming

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