Sunshine has gone dim in Our eyes
Like an echo desperately escaping it's source
Rivulets trickling down from those eyes
Because...
The fear that succeeded to replace gravity
Rooting Us down effortlessly
Subconsciously became Our only conscience
A dominate emotion
And when it withers away...
Dread backs it up
Not even the darkest of nights
Can ever replicate the severity of our pain
Our suffering
Or just... Us having a pulse
To All My Women
Our worth has Weakened
In Their eyes
Like We are a currency of the poorest
We are targets
We are victims
They hungrily feast on their greed
Only getting pure satisfaction
From scavenging us until We are bare emotionally
Until We are left with the remains of trauma
To All My Women
We are in an arena
Where cruelty lurks freely
Our Trust extinct because even Our close ones
Or the ones that barely knew of Our identity
Will not hesitate
To hunt for the victory to...
Overpower Us
Ruin Us
And to make us feel Less Of A Woman
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Inside Her Roses | A Poetry Collection
RomanceTake a journey Inside Her Roses and discover fields budding with Romance. Each petal is a sensual experience that will lead you to personal depths of understanding, challenging you to feel and empowering you to be. Bask in 70 poetry pieces that blee...
