Poetry

Asking For It

“Before you point that accusatory finger
in my direction, remember this:
I never asked for it.”

The sun is setting and I feel the cold seeping into my bones. I feel the life bleeding out of my feet, leeching into the ground. And I stand here, breathing smoke into the sky. Because that’s all I have left to give — pieces of my broken spirit. And that’s all that remains after the vultures picked me apart. So before you point that accusatory finger in my direction, remember this: I never asked for it. I never gave the wrong signals. I didn’t deserve all you forced upon me.

And how could I have known better? I was barely old enough to walk, let alone understand what vile things you wanted from me.

If you wouldn’t blame a child, then why blame the teenager for going to a party? Why blame the woman that was followed home from work? It’s time everyone takes a hard look at the patterns. Those people saw something they wanted, and they took it. With complete disregard for their victim. And I suppose that’s part of the point. They have the power. They need it. So they take it wherever they can get it.

So, if you are a victim, and you’ve ever felt that finger pointing in your direction, know that no matter what anyone tells you — You. Are. Not. To. Blame.

© Sarah Doughty

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24 thoughts on “Asking For It”

  1. These lines are so beautiful “The sun is setting and I feel the cold seeping into my bones. I feel the life bleeding out of my feet, leeching into the ground. And I stand here, breathing smoke into the sky.”
    Such a true and important message in this piece. People never fail to blame the victim, and that has to stop. I think of all the precautions we take to protect ourselves from the evil in the world, even simple things like locking the door to our house. And I think, if there wasn’t evil, there would be no need to lock the door. Yet, despite our best efforts, we will have forgotten one time, or not known we should have protected ourselves in a certain way, or we fail to realize that the evil resides in the same house with us, and there will be someone on the other side who somehow knows better than everyone who’s willing to blame someone for not taking the right precaution. And I have yet to figure out why people are so willing to attack the victim. They get victimized twice. And they are not to blame. Great piece, Sarah.

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