I Guess I am to Blame

Rape….The Excuses

You apologize that you had too much to drink 

I guess you didn’t know that it would impair your ability to feel, to think....

But what's there to think about anyway

You responded to a natural feeling so, I guess it was ok

Whose fault is it that you have this urge

That only a suppressed and broken woman can purge

What gave me the right to wear my dress above my knees

How dare me!

What was I doing out so late at night

And why did I resist, why did I try to fight!

If I didn't say “no” does that mean I said "yes"? 

Well....I guess!

So now it's over what's the big deal

A few little bruises won't take forever to heal

Why the fuss, I'm no less of a girl

It's not like it’s the end of the world

Of all the women with whom you could be

I guess I should be happy that you chose me

 Those are the excuses, now here is the Reality

It’s never over, those bruises are real

And for the rest of my life they may never heal

They burn deeper than anyone can see

And no one experiences the pain but me

No means NO! and so does everything that’s not “yes”

This battered and broken woman you create

May never find courage for another date

You are right, I have lost nothing

Except my future, my feelings, my dreams...

And your failure to control your urge

Has caused another human being to merge

Into a forever, void of feeling

A future which may never bring healing

Which for the rest of my life I may never see

I will spend forever asking….Why me?

Written by Carmen Bailey