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



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