Does Tessalon Perles Work

these two texts were sent to me by mail, and were written by Tos:


IT STARTS WITH AN V

" No, Esperat, go demasiado rapido "

No, wait, you'll

too fast I said

Not



I said I said Wait



You go too fast

... One minute before



It stretches, naked under the covers,

Kisses, caresses, too short, it is

on me already ... already?

his hand open my thighs

I say ...



A week before I cry, he left me, my heart is broken,

sure to never love anyone after him

safe as it can only be wrong and it

I propose this to him last night

that or I say

...

A month before,

He is bound to him

since it can be only y'en

at first glance I am mad

anything to be in his arms

same time during a month he can not do

patient comprehensive, reassuring, encouraging

...

1 second before,

I say, No, wait, you're going too fast

He laughs: "It's not what you wanted?"

Entry, exit ...

1 second

His enjoyment, my pain

I say ... nothing.

is not what I wanted.

I did not know at the time and I

still struggling to confess

that when we say



Not when you say wait




when we say you're going too fast


do not love this

n is not even kiss ...

it starts with a v.

* * * * *

PUT WORDS

Putting words, it is not easy

and once that is done

we do not know if it was better



before when we were not sure

when you do not know yet

anger was already well

his picture, his name was enough to create discomfort

I do not thinking back to that night

yet something in me

so that he could not accept so easily that reputation

Breaker heart

me yet another victim of Don Juan

my rage, my anger, my resentment

implementation by all on account of the hysteria of the woman left, deceived

myself unable to explain this hatred

that rose in me

believer to express an injured pride

of misplaced pride of wanting

I believe different from other

above the rest, as chosen

and then lowered, given the rank

chicks in the package easy to talk them

but the emotion that rose in me every time, it

could not be that easy

my jaw tightened my fists



urge to hit him

hurt



the gut of the massacre burst



trample

but especially

denounce

to tell others, I do not know what else, but to yell very loud

everyone knows

but know what?

he was unable to do so in person

but what?

took me 4 years to achieve

where it came

One day, almost by accident while reading a text like this, written by another ...

The image of that night came back and I continued



first I thought that I reinvented history

but no! I was there, and it remained engraved!

I wanted to deny

"I wanted to feel responsible, guilty,

after all, I had caused, because I had loved, wanted, caught, stripped ...

But the words of another woman, the words full of other women have told me, I have learned, I have sent ...

He raped me.

Now I need to share it, for others can be, but especially for me, still hesitant to admit to myself that it was me it happened ...

He raped me.