Hey dude, you construed
To take me back to my pain
You hit me where it hurt.
Your act of violence
Won't stay silent
No violence will.
I still feel your punch
In my back. You're attack.
It brought it all back.
F*** it's not right
To be attacked
For any reason:
Whether quietly hidden or seen.
F*** I won't take it from anyone
It's a trigger that flips me
Like a mouse trap
It so takes me back.
How does a person stop the damage
There's a huge difference between being a victim, passive
And recognising the signs, active.
I feel no sympathy for you. None.
I exist and stand equal with others.
You will not take away my power
To stand tall, to be visible.
I will not tolerate violence.
Of any kind.
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