2.16.12

she said she wanted it.

she said she loved me.

she said yes, but no one

listens to me. no one

cares what i have to say.

so i'm stuck

here.

in jail.

she came to visit,

once. crying, weeping,

performing.

"i forgive you,"

she said.

as if that makes it

right.

right now, my family

hates me. my friends,

who said they'd always

believe me,

hate me now.

my lover

said he knew

i'd do something like this.

he said, it was

just like

me.

and me?

i hate myself

too.

just like the press,

the public,

everyone.

but what no one knows,

or believes, is that

i never raped

my sister.

she

raped me.

i said, "no"