Lucky ones

I’m one of the lucky ones

I got away

I escaped

I fought back

I wasn’t stripped of everything society values me for

I stayed pure, seemingly untouched 

 

I’m not one of the lucky ones

I cried

I blamed myself

I am damaged goods

Nobody will want me

I was objectified and devalued

 

I’m one of the lucky ones

My clothes never came off

I never had to worry about pregnancy

Or STIs

There were no sex acts involved

My cherry remained unpopped

 

I’m not one of the lucky ones

I’m terrified

Vivid nightmares of what was and what could’ve been haunt my sleep

I fear the dark, I don’t go out

Especially never alone

Hyperventilating, trembling, can’t breathe, sweat, and tears

Uncontrollable anxiety

 

I’m one of the lucky ones

I don’t have to see him everyday

It was only a one time thing

Just a little squeeze, a little grab

NO BIG DEAL

 

I’m not one of the lucky ones

My experience is ignored

Because I was strong, refusing to give in

It was only attempted

What justice can be found for something that was never completed?

Attempted rape is nothing in the eyes of society

 

I’m one of the lucky ones

I’m inspired

I want to help

Awareness for rape and sexual assault needs to grow

I have a passion for helping those who went through the same thing

Nobody should ever be alone

 

I’m not one of the lucky ones

My first sexual experiences was unwanted and forced

I was that 1/5 women who will be sexually assault

He is still out there

With no care, no sense of guilt, perfectly happy

But me, I will never be okay