Poetry 2

For Maggie...

Does He Know?

Does he know how much he hurt her,

the night he destroyed her life?

Does the jerk even think about his actions,

how, because of him, she can't sleep at night?

He stripped her of all sense of safety

by ripping the clothes off her back.

He destroyed all peace she held inside

by desecrating her body with his lust.

His cruel cold hands bruised her,

his suppressive body pressed her down,

imprinted a memory on her body, her mind,

a disgusting memory she craves to forget.

He thinks he has stolen her dignity,

but all he's stolen is her faith in humanity.

He terrorizes her all her dreams,

her own shadow makes her jump

all because of his vile selfishness.

He thinks his actions show his manhood,

by beating her to do his disordered will.

Does he know that his actions only prove him a boy,

without any courage or love or strength.

He is a wimp, a coward, a traitor to himself.

Does he know he can never take back that night,

the night he left her, raped, bleeding, and beaten?

I hope he can never forget he's a monster.

I hope he wakes up every night at the same time,

in a cold sweat, heart pounding with guilt,

so that he can never ever forget.