Torture, from the inside out

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  • Dedicated to all the victims of rape
                                    

Don’t ask me to explain the pain

You know that its all lies

The smile that’s hiding deep beneath

The window through the eyes

The creature portrayed through life unsettling

The poison that breaths the air

The only vermin on the move

Are the rats with their prying glare  

The flowers that hide their real intention

They hear every secret concealed

The living shadow never moving

The existing cannot shield

The sun that sees the forbidden outcasts

The neglect that comes their way

The house abandoned from midnight lock

 Dusk one hour away

The breathing becomes stagnant

As one dies without a care

The life demolished becomes unknown

Tortured souls freed from pains snare

It comes and goes in the blink of an eye

Born from dust to dust

A life worth living can never amount

When this world is full of lust

Inanimate objects alive with souls

Privacy that’s not a selection

Next time you feel you’re truly alone

You’re left without protection

Evil hides behind every corner

With no escape in sight

The wall hits your back one day

You are absent of strength to fight

Your insides are torn out unwilling

Your shame is laid bare

I am not my own now

Left deserted to my prayer

He took my innocence without a thought

I didn’t have a chance

The strong will over power the weak

What’s your role in life’s stance?

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