You cannot see my pain
You cannot feel my anger
You cannot hear my silent cries
You cannot understand my despair
but
You think you know how you can help me
You cannot see my tears
You cannot feel my fear
You cannot hear my hate
You cannot understand my hopelessness
but
You think you know how you can help me
You cannot live my life thereafter
You cannot feel my love to me
You cannot hear my forgiveness
You cannot understand my will to survive
but
You think you know how it feels to be raped
© Cornelia G. Becker