You Are Still Inside Me…

Do you feel my dehydrated skin rubbing against yours?

Do you find my bruises rubbing against your stomach?

You are still inside me?

It is hurting...

It is hurting...

What do you imagine happened to me?

You want to know it all

So you can be angrier at someone

I am choking

Because you took all the air from me

Do you feel yourself inside me?

Do you hear my painful cries?

Do you feel my decaying body?

Can you smell the blood coming out of me?

How does it feel to be inside my cold body?

I was raped

I was tortured

I was murdered

By people

Who never

Raped

Tortured

Or murdered anyone

But never spoke

Fought

Stopped

Or educated anyone about it

All of you are obsessed with punishment now

You all call it justice

But punishment is not education

Punishment is not a school

Where one learns kindness, love, or respect

That all of you have lost

Aaaaaaah…stop it

Stop it…

You are still inside me…

It’s hurting…

It's hurting…

It’s so easy for you now

So convenient

To hunt for one, two, three

Or dozen men

And blame it all on them

Demonize them

So you can comfortably sleep at night

Thinking goodness prevailed

Justice prevailed

Does killing anyone

Who raped me

Tortured me

Murdered me

Rest my soul in peace or yours?

The truth is you’re cowards

Hiding behind the convenient walls of blame

And empty slogans of justice

Scared to accept the bitter truth

That you failed me

All of you failed me

All of you raped me

All of you drugged me

I was tortured by you all

I was murdered by you all

You want to find my rapists, my murderers?

Go look into the mirror

You’ll find my rapist

My torturer

My murderer there

Staring back at you