tw: its a poem abt love and rape so enjoy
(what am j doing w my life rn)
kataras pov:
why.
why?
why isn't getting an answer.
who.
who?
who isn't getting an answer, either.
how.
how?
no one's answering that.
no one's answering any of your questions.
no one's answering any of your questions, because...
how do you answer a question you never heard?
when you're a woman like me,
laying in the middle of the bathroom floor,
crying,
sobbing,
screaming
"NO!"
a million times and your voice is still unheard...
what makes you think your questions will be heard?
they won't.
because in my case,
i was on that bathroom floor for 3 hours.
3 whole hours before aang came running in,
panting and huffing,
crying and sobbing,
his eyes wide and fearful of the blood on the floor yet
dark and deadly at the thought of what happened-
at the thought of who happened.
when his name escaped my lips in a soft whimper,
my throat closing up on me,
my eyes slowly shutting
he instantly picked me up,
phone in hand,
my brother on the other line.
that one name i said was heard.
aang heard me.
yet when we went to the police they yelled at me,
screamed at me,
embarrassed me,
pressed charges on me...
because i didn't have enough "proof".
"proof" nowadays is the man himself admitting to it.
not the kind of admitting done over screenshots-
no,
a woman is totally stupid enough to go to a court trial with fake pics,
but the admitting done in real life by the man.
which is why the voice of a woman will never be heard.
because even though aang heard me,
no one else will.
even though my brother heard me,
no one else will.
even though my sister and my best friends heard me
and i heard my sister and my best friends,
no one
else
will.
how do you answer a question you never heard?
you don't.
in cases like mine,
you press charges on the girl,
so she ends up having to
sell her house
to pay it up
and lives on the streets.
in cases like mine,
the girl has an aang,
who found her,
who brought her to her house,
who saved her.
in cases like mine,
you need an aang to live through it.
in cases like mine you won't be heard.
and for every single woman i know...
you won't be heard.
how do you answer a question you never heard?
you can't.
why.
why?
why isn't getting an answer.
who.
who?
who isn't getting an answer, either.
how.
how?
no one's answering that.
no one's answering any of your questions.
no one's answering any of your questions, because...
how do you answer a question you never heard?
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now im like scared to post this
kwiwiw i promise im working on the other one this was j in my drafts so i wanted to get it outta there
im tired
im posting this to raise awareness. ive never experienced this thankfully but a lot if my friends have bc life sucks so here this shit is.
yall rate this outta ten for me would ya ?
uh- yeah thats all 🧍♀️
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