Molestation (Rape)

I may be a silent screamer,
Surrounded by thousand thoughts,
Juggling between good and bad,
No voice comes out my throat...

In the sea of misery and darkness,
I succumb myself to dreadful death,
There's no one to listen to me,
It's the call of mankind's wrath...

The resonance of my inner soul,
Rings in the ears of the demon,
Yet, not letting me live in peace,
I reside in hell than heaven...

Tortured and beaten like beast,
Eagerly waiting for someone to help,
Nurtured with slime and grime,
In search of a good place to dwell...

My organs now no more in me,
Sliced and chopped with utter glee,
Please sue them until they freeze,
Hurt them and don't ever release...

She's been exploited and forced,
Tossed, bounced, hit and punished,
My sister's no more what she was,
Praying day-night, all famished...

There's more to this story,
Short of words I am now,
This heinous act won't be hidden,
Once set free, we'll all then bow...

I may be a silent screamer,
Surrounded by thousand thoughts,
Juggling between good and bad,
No voice comes out my throat....

-Angarika (@deep_scribblings)