dear patient,
let me tell you
how you must feel today.
one look at you,
the eyes reflect anxiety
more or less fear
for one step outside your home
you are considered prey
to those who thirst
for blood,
for sex,
for inflicting pain.
write down what you like
as your writing scribbles vibrations
shivering, quivering, shaking
telling me as if you are
abused,
harrassed,
bullied.
stop apologizing.
it's not your fault.
it's never your fault.
you are the victim here,
and in one look,
just a single l o o k,
they'll know.
supposedly.
because of that
i daydream to do this crime.
i wish to brainwash people
tell them to never release pain
through people like you
tell them to never
let their sexual drives
decide their actions
tell them to stop saying
very, very bad things.
i wish to break my etiquette
and side with you
and brainwash each and every
abuser,
rapist,
bullies,
and tell them to do the opposite.
so stop apologizing.
it's not your fault.
it's never your fault.
even for the crime
i plan to do so.
YOU ARE READING
One Shots :3
RandomThis is simply a compilation of the author's sudden revelation of her raging emotions as she crystallizes it into stories. With all the best luck, carefully unravel the stories she kept inside her pulsing heart and the literature she searched into...
