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                                 I Said No.

But you didn't really mean no.

                                                           I said no. I meant no.

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You needed something to help get your

mind off what you were going through.

I was doing you a favor.

                                                          I said no. So. Many. Times. I pushed you away

                                                      as I practically begged you to get off of me.

                                                        I laid lifeless after.

You said you were mine.

It’s your fault.

                                                       I said no. I felt sick to my stomach after. 

                                                    You turned your head, so you didn’t have to see my tears.


                                                         I still feel like it was my fault. For trusting you. For ignoring

                                                      the red flags that you so generously flew.

Stop making me feel bad.

It doesn’t count if we were together.

                                                                 I said no. I told you I didn’t want it.

                                                             Please, help me sort this out because I can’t just shake it.

                                                                 It must count.

Do you know how much trouble

you could get me in by saying all this?

Keep your voice down. You’re just confused.

                                                                               I am confused. By how this happened.

                                                                       By how you could so carelessly hurt me without remorse.

                                                               Without my consent.

                                                     

                                                       I said no.

I'm not sorry.

                                                       I have to carry this with me for the rest of my life.

You’re just being dramatic.

It’s fine.

                                                   I said no.

Dialogue Poem: Text

"I am mine
before I am ever anyone else's"

Nayyirah Waheed

Dialogue Poem: Quote
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