That week I packed myself up in my truck drove to my sisters and cried I cried so much I was drunk I was wreckless Toxicity fueling me Until it happened The guy I met up with was nice He smooth talked a broken woman But when I said “NO!!!” That’s when he called be a whore. I was violated A part of me was stolen I wanted to die I felt alone I felt judged hard I said nothing I just went to the beach alone Sat down close to the tide Secretly hoping it would swoop me in and under Too many rely on me I had a bottle of wine in one hand Anxiety meds in the other Here comes the violent toxic Thoughts Intrusive Thinking The pain I want to cause upon myself. Deep breathing now I watched the sunset Beautiful colors Hearing the waves crash I am loved I am tough I am enough I am 1 in 4