IT IS WELL
If you've raped before
Sexually abused before
You've have cried behind closed doors
And your tears flooded the floors
You wore a beaming mask to mask the agony
Predestined pain, let it out is just vain
Why was no one there
I guess life just ain't fair
Her virginity was evanescent like a flower
And the agony, she embraces every hour
He labelled her abusedd with his punches
Signed her raped with his touches
Many assume she's in healing
But little do they know her spirit is bleeding
They suppose she's not as she was before
But the waves of hurt never cease to crush at her soul's door
She mourns in no light
She recalls the death of her quaint honour each night
She wishes to talk, she is silenced by fright
She fears you'd mock, and forget she has a right
You say she is undeserving, she has to go
But you cannot comprehend that pain she bore
And still does, she was battered, she bled
You don't know how much pride in her has fled
When she was just nine years old
A little girl with a dream, monster stole her gold
She screamed for help but
She choked on agony and he took his cut
She was hushed by pain in a ton
To some teenage monster she was a symbol of fun
She chose to heal
She chose to preserve what's left of the meal
She never wanted to hate
But predestined fate
Saw it that she was raped once more
Much more painful than before
She was only thirteen
Torn by a devil who was twice fifteen
A man, a beast who was supposed to act like a brother
But chose to be the cruel, brutal, brutish and cutthroat rapist rather
Though battered and bruised she stayed strong
But she was raped once more, so not for long
At seventeen she became cake
To a much trusted brother or rather a fake
Now she says to her man, "I wanted to give you anything
They didn't take away but they seized everything
The trust, the passion and the faith, you don't deserve me
But if you insist, help me set myself free"
This girl, is crushed by agony
Clouded by melancholy
Used by men, she seeks peace and care
If you truly love her then understand, to her life wasn't fair
But it is well
Eventhough she herself can't tell
Maybe the wise man was accurate when he said time heals
Maybe one day happiness will be all she feels
IT IS WELL
