abuse against women
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There’s a ringing in her from stretch to stint,
bringing on a certainty that made her sweat rigid.
Not in for the drive of your life, spare her first precious years.
they tell me to stay quiet
classy women don't speak loud
inside voices
you'll enrage the men who are proud
hoping someone would yell for me
I stayed silent
but it is inevitable
I am a woman,
strong and powerful, with the world in my hands.
Willing to take a stand for all the others to
speak out against the damn stereotypical
idea that we may all be difficult.
Pretty woman
Mountains and hills
They display with pride,
But tromping and staked flags claim
And say they never belonged as their own
I wake up in the morningAnd alreadyI don’t know where my day has gone.I run to the bathroom,Slap some makeup on.
A crash course in love for those with little time and no experience:
Welcome
You may not be sure why you’re here
After all, ever since we’re young we’re taught love
Land of the Free
As a whole, we have never been free.
The only people who are free happen to be white.
Minorities have been treated like animals and unwanted vistors,
To a country they were born in.
"You should smile more," he says
I remain silent, now on edge, awakened
I pray my silence will be matched in return
Unfortunately for me, I am quite mistaken
"C'mon sweetie, why don't you smile for me?"
walking through hallways of deceased childhoods and wet pillowcases
where little boys and girls couldn’t find protection in their own homes
their lips cold
Mommy lost her virginity at sixteen.
Or maybe seventeen.
She doesn't really remember anymore.
She doesn't remember much of that day, actually.
That was a stuffy little town.
He hurt me.
I have lost count of things broken and blood spilled.
1,5,20 to many punches to the gut and kicks to the shin.
Remeber how you burned my skin?
Unwilling, Unforgiving, Everlasting,
Darkness exhumed my body
Intoxicated by nothing,
A monster overcame
Survived by nothingness,
Indisposed
Time corroding mortality,
Torn
Outside there sits a beautiful woman
Absolutely breathtaking
As she continues with her daily motions
Everything looks good
She seems happy.
Let the Rain wash away all the pain from yesterday.
Let the Sun burn away all the hate from yesterday.
Let the Air whisk away all the hurt from yesterday.
Let the Earth bury away all the suffering from yesterday.
I love you in the simplest ways I can imagine
I fell for every shattered puzzle piece put back together like shards bloodied by broken dreams
And each cut that I got felt so right
I never even felt the pain
cold hands which anchor a young daughter's soul
the introduction to a labyrinth never ending
yet what is love but a mere property of The man
in which case i will always belong to thee
As her mother and father sent her off to bed
Little did she know what came to led
A 13-year-old girl should be out playing with a friend
But instead this is her end
A marriage she never wanted
I was fifteen and so naive,Didn't know any better,He was eighteen, and seemed so sweet,But he changed like the weather.
"Sit down"
he screams
"shut up"
he screams
The voice piercing the night sky
The voice, that was once loved,
is now the definition of hatred
and loating
Misused, abused and left sitting confused
Disrespected & rejected
The tears fall down my cheeks,
The wounds will never heal.
It burns, stings, tugs,
The pain is so surreal.
Leaving you
A hundred tears roll down my cheek
I choke on my preplanned speech
I am scared wondering
Why you look so frail
You make it hard to speak
But I must do what’s best for me
