Fall in Line - Christina Aguilera & Demi Lovato
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Her tears flood the earth,
tsunami after tsunami,
riptides of pain and
overflowing pent-up anger,
bridge the wide gap
between life and death.
Her pleas echo in the air,
hiccups of sobs and cries,
her sores; literal holes in skin,
the feeling of worthlessness
and the burning need to die,
cursing that blasted day,
she took her first breath.
Her fragile mind conjures
all sorts of maybe painless
ways to relieve herself of
the constant pain she's in,
so as her mind begins to fade,
she embraces the cold hands
and with a sad depressed smile
yields the call of painful death
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A/N: Hey guys!! I'm here as promised 😋😋.
This poem was written for a rape victim, Ochanya, who was raped to death by her guardian and his son about two months ago. When I heard about it, I was torn in two. I just want justice for that little girl, but my country is too messed up.
#JusticeForOchanya.
Also, when will boys/men get it into their thick skulls that girls/women are NOT toys nor objects of pleasure?
It's infrustrating and I'm so sick of victim blaming and discrediting true experiences. When will girls/women stop regretting their births?
Sorry for the rage but I needed to let it out a little. I don't know how much hurt she experienced but I tried my best to show us a glimpse of her tortured mind.
Please share your thoughts in the comment section.
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À bientôt mes amies
TheDarkChocolate1
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Poetry«#18 in poesia out of 1.1k stories» «29-01-2019» A collection of personal poems and short stories depicting my painful or sad memories, thoughts or midnight musings. Soul wrenching, heart breaking and maybe earth shattering.
