I Am Not Your playground
I sat in the bath for hours after you touched me.
You invaded my space
& set up camp (in my body)
Colonising the land gifted to me, by my mother
You tried to dictate who could come near me
You stained me with your blueprint
& labelled me ‘yours’
But you did not know
For one second,
That karma was coming,
And my body was never your playground
to enter.
Image credits: Luke Marshall – https://unsplash.com/photos/-7PSMG8XMrw