OVER THE YEARS i TOOK ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FiVE AND MORE STEPS BACK, UNTiL MY iNNER WORLD WHiMPERED ANGRiLY, BUT WAS DiSMiSSED, WHAT THE HECK? i FOR SURE DiDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. MY DRiViNG NEEDS LEFT YOU TO JUST FREEZE. i FELT YOU SUFFER iN MY EMBRACE. MY WANTS ECHO SiLENTLY AS THEY WERE DESTiNED TO FLAP iN THE BREEZE.
TO BE CLEAR. iN MY UNDERSTANDiNG, NO ONE iS SUPPOSED TO iMPOSE AND DEFiNiTELY NOT TO FORCE ANYONE TO DO UNWELCOME, iNTiMATE ACTS. SO, iN ALL THiS TiME, i WAS LEFT TO FEAR. AND i DiD WHEN i ALLOWED MYSELF TO ASK. FOR YEARS AND YEARS, i SiLENTLY CRAVED EVERY DAY HUGS AND KiSSES. WHiLE i STAYED iN THiS UNPLEASANT GAME, MY SOUL FLOODED WiTH HOT, NOT CRiED TEARS. NEGLECTiNG MY MiND AND FRAME.
THE LiNE TO RAPE BLURS FLOODED SOUL DRiED iN HOT TEARS NEGLECT AS FRAMEWORK
i'M TRULY A TOUCHY FEELY KiND OF PERSON, AND i CAN'T REMEMBER THE LAST TiME i UNWOUND SNUGGLiNG OR STAYED RELAXiNG WiTH MY HEAD LYiNG iN YOUR LAP. WHAT'S HURTiNG EVEN MORE, iS WiTHOUT FULFiLLMENT THROUGH THE SMALLEST EVERY-DAY TOUCHES, i'M ALSO OUT OF THE GAME OF EVERY KiND OF SEXUAL ATTRACTiONS AND/OR ACTiONS. EVENTUALLY, i STOPPED FORCiNG MYSELF TO TAKE PART iN THESE. YES, THE NEGLECT AND ABANDONMENT i FELT WERE MORE THAN SOLE iNFRACTiONS.
LiViNG TOUCH DEPRiVED EQUALS MENTAL iNFRACTiONS WORLD OF WORDLESS HURT
i LOST MYSELF WHiLE i TRiED TO RESPECT YOUR NEEDS WiTH MY SELF-ENFORCED RETREAT. MY ATTEMPTS TO SPARE YOU TURNED OUT TO BE A CURSE TO MYSELF. i DiSMiSSED MY iNNERMOST CORE BY FORCiNG MYSELF TO ENDURE A LiFE LACKiNG TOUCH, iNTiMACY AND BODiLY CONTACT. BUT WHAT FOR? AS TO THiS DAY, i ASK: WHOSE NEEDS COUNT MORE? iS FORCED, SELF-iMPOSED OR NOT, ABSTiNENCE JUST AS BAD AS UNWELCOME iNTERACTiON? UNDER THiS TOUGH QUESTiON, i BENT MY BACK. UNTiL i, FOR ONE, FELT MYSELF CRACK.
LOST iN TRiED RESPECT iNNERMOST CORE LEFT BEREFT NO RESOUNDiNG QUEST
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hi, Svenja 🙃
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Carol Anne is now live:
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hi, Svenja 🙃
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Carol Anne is now live:
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Much love,
David
Looking forward to it! 🤩
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That was so heartbreaking and powerful, Svenja!
Yvette M Calleiro :-)http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
Thank you so much, Yvette! And thank you for taking the time to read and respond.
Your poem feels deeply personal and powerful, Svenja. The raw emotion in the struggle between respect and neglect is compelling.
~David
Thank you, for your response, David. Yes, it is deeply personal and an ongoing struggle.
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You speak the words of millions of women. Bravo for saying the quiet part out loud!
Thank you. Every minute living this dilemma is a burden. So it needs to be addressed. Even when it hurts, too.
I absolutely agree that is why you will find other such confessional postings on my blog from time to time. Somethings just need to be said out loud.