My poem for the “Sexual Assault Awareness Story Contest”.
I’ve been working on ‘Braveheart’ ever since I joined the platform and while browsing, found out about the contest.
I wanted this poem to be perfect, I wanted to write it the best I could write a poem, not only because this is a theme of vital importance, but also because thank God, I don’t know firsthand what it means to be physically or psychologically abused and I didn’t want to unwillingly trigger any bad memories for people who have had to live this on their own skin and soul.
I also didn’t want to result insensitive by adding any kind of image that could trigger anyone. That’s why I preferred to use a black background, and then a flame, for this: sometimes, only one color and only one symbol as powerful as a flame can say much more than a billion images ever could.
I hope you will like the poem: I thought describing a situation I didn’t experience firsthand through allegory could make the poem relatable on many different levels as well. I wasn’t abused, but as a child I’ve been bullied for some years, resulting in insecurities I would have never had otherwise.
Now, if what I went through was horrible enough for me, I could never imagine how horrible it must be for people who’ve been physically and verbally abused to live with what their abusers have done to them. I can’t imagine how much strength you need to stand up again after that.
Those people are extraordinarily strong; that’s why I feel like if I ever write something about such a delicate theme, they and everyone else as well, deserve to read a poem to whose development I gave my best efforts and my full attention.
If you feel like it, share this poem. Thank you ❤️🙏