❝How can you claim to love me when you rape me? When you assault me, disregard my boundaries, flip on me when I'm uncomfortable and not interested? Cheat on me, mentally abuse me, treat me like I'm nothing but a piece of meat to you? Disrespect me when I show you nothing but love, birth your children, your brothers..fight for you when I need someone to fight for me too?❞
a/n
i'm talking to you, black men. 1:14pm on Monday June 29, 2020.
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Mind {Prose Vol. 2}✔
Poesía❝In my mind, there is pain. I am exhausted. I feel defeat from my hair tips to my feet- my body feels the stress weighing down on my shoulders. I try and try every day, but nothing seems to go my way. In my mind, there is pain, yet I try because one...
