this is dedicated to all of the people
this one's for you
to the boy who broke my heart
when i was fifteen
and left me cheated on
to the girl who bullied me
and to the people who watched
to everyone who slut shamed me
and talked shit about me or to me
to those who told me everything will be okay
after i was harassed
and my heart stripped bare
to all the messed up people
who told me it's not a big deal
because touching a woman against her will
is so okay
to all the guys who spread word
that i was easy
and took their turn groping me
who made me plead till i was in tears
and the messed up people who watched
to those who never helped when i cried out in pain
to all the teachers that took their turn on me
and all the authorities that did nothing
to all those friends
that told me it's okay
it's not the end of the world
let it be
ignore it
talk to them
ask them
to all those who told me to be mature
and to keep my mouth shut
because apparently i'm supposed to be
embarrassed about what happened to me
to those who take their time and go out of their way
to shame me on social media
and to those who judged me
for the way i covered myself
and then for those who did when i was bare
because apparently i'm supposed to dress
the way the people wanted me to
and if it's too much then i'm weird
if it's too less then i'm a slut
to those who took advantage of me because i'm too nice
to those who pretended to be my friends
to take away from me
to all of you
the list of people that took their turn
ruining me like it was some sort of sport
and tossing me when they got bored
this one's for you
**** you
YOU ARE READING
Tranquility
PoetryIn which Avaline furiously writes her story in red ink to find tranquility.