What would you feel
If you read my name in the newspaper
Under the obituary?
Would it cross your mind
To attend my funeral
And see my lifeless body laying
In a casket
Wrists slashed
Marks of tears permanently
Scarred in the lines of my face
Because of you.
Would you feel guilty then?
Finally realize
The life you've stolen
From a little girl,
The future promised
That you took and smashed,
The heart full of naivety
That you filled with distrust,
The untouched skin
That's now slashed
Because all I try to do
Is scrape away the feeling
Of your hands holding me down,
The sensation of your words hitting my skin
Promising that everything would be ok,
The burns your eyes engraved
On my innocent skin.
Would you hold my hand
One last time
And tell me all I've ever wanted to hear?
"I'm sorry"

He is the salt in a wound
The feeling of being doomed

The pain that never ends
The message with love that never sends

Hate that burns like fire
The situation classified as dire

Torture with deep brown eyes
Dunking you under with lies

The disease that never leaves
Causing you to seethe

The paper cut between your fingers
That always lingers

Racking sobs that break your ribs
Tears streaming down your face, falling on your lips

I realize
That not all men
****

That not all men
Beat

That not all men
Brutalize

That not all men
Leave

That not all men
Are destructive

But it's enough men
For me to be scared
Of all men

If he knew
That I had dyed my hair
He would say,
I like it
It looks good
But why would you ruin your rareness
Your red hair is so pretty
And I would say,
I felt like a change;
In moments of passion
He would still call me beautiful
And I would really smile
And if things were normal
His looks of hatred
Would be looks of longing
And possibly love;
My demands for change
Wouldn't start with him
Because they wouldn't exist at all

Yes I am supremely angry
Yes I am agonizingly hurt
There is injustice everywhere quite frankly
Women are forced to constantly be alert

Yes I weep tears that could fill oceans
Yes I am filled with racking sobs
Cries of no are ignored with continued motion
Predators are attacking like wild dogs

Yes I fight with the spirit of a crusader
Yes I want radical change for the future
Because I don't want to wait until later
Allowing more girls to be butchered

No I won't laugh at your **** jokes
No I won't tolerate your ignorance
The piece of my life that has been stolen is not a hoax
And I will continue to make a difference

No I won't give up
No I won't back down
I'll continue the movement and it's buildup
I refuse to allow hate to cause me to drown

You'll remember my name
You'll put the face to the actions
Because I'll call out who's to blame
Demanding significant reactions

When I was younger
And still believed that the world was happy
I never understood
Why people used drugs

But as I grew older
And experienced this world
And had everything robbed from me
It clicked

When I was younger
I used to play dress up
And put on makeup
Just because I wanted to

But as I grew older
And society's expectations
Pressed down on me
Looking nice turned into an obligation

When I was younger
I was told that I'd be safe
Because authority figures
Existed so they could protect everyone

But as I grew older
I learned that was a lie
And predators run free due to a lack of justice
Because it isn't guaranteed

When I was younger
I used to be happy
And carefree
Life seemed endless to me

But as I grew older
The wind grew bitter
And everything
Seemed to drip with poison

Good luck forgetting me
Because like the color of my hair
You'll remember me as a flame
That burned a path through your life

Good luck forgetting me
Because like a foreign taste
You'll always remember
My exquisite and lingering flavor

Good luck forgetting me
Because like hot coffee you drink too fast
You'll remember the burn I leave
Every time your tongue touches the roof of your mouth

Good luck forgetting me
Because like the branding animals receive
You'll remember the mark I've left
Claiming that you're my man

Good luck forgetting me
Because like homemade food you're fond of
You'll remember me every time a new girl touches your lips
And reminisce on how I was better

Good luck forgetting me
Because I'm the girl who took you down,
Like no one else could;
I'm the girl you'll never forget