TW: Sexual Violence
Born in the weeds, grown in the dark
But still beautiful was life, a garden with flowers,
the soothing pleasure of the mud made me grow
You being familiar was unfamiliar-
Made trust a joke, made life a hell
Innocence was an identity once, pain a novel
one
I've heard people change colors, and you showed
your real ones
My fault was not the length of my skirt or my
colour
I believed in humanity, a supporter of altruism
You built hate and sowed the seed of
antagonism
Negative isn't about what happened, instead
the way one perceives it
The heart is clean
Mind is innocent
But still lost euphoria,
because of what you did
I lost freedom,
I lost life,
I lost happiness,
I lost love
Will the state of mind settle?
Will my identity be restored?
Will days of optimism again hold my hand?
My freedom is mine, not a gift to others
My hope belongs to me, none is yours
My life is mine; it is all mine
Forsaken on me
Abandon me for all peace of mind
for the life I have ahead
"Stop dwelling on the past and let me make my future"
my soul wants to scream aloud
A victim and a wrecker
A sufferer and an achiever
are enough to change
the wretched
The need is to change the hearts-
Fill them with love and fraternity
Expand one's way of perseverance
Guide my soul again to optimism and fill life
with colors
I wish you could understand the pain reserved for women
There were antagonists, but in a world opposite to real
There were heroes, but in a world opposite to real
Because people hardly opposed the act
The struggle is not just mine but one of a million dreams
A million dreams which will find their way and see
where they belong
I hope it's time to leave and see if your heart
melts
There is a beginning of a new life, with a realization
born
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