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Hanes
Poems
Feb 2016
PAIN
Four strangers
Shattered glass, Dusty walls
Surrounding the miles within my reach
Dark gloomy texture
Horrid smell
Skin feels papery
Aches when touched
Sound doesn't reach out
Hands all over me
Touching my privates
Legs can't move
Insides bleeding
Lungs can't get enough of poison
Eerie thoughts filled my mind
Why did I go out today?
Could have stayed inside
Why did I drive to relieve myself?
Head is all bloodied
Can't get my head straight
Something's pushing inside me
Fingers moving and exploring my sacred body
I don't want to be touched
Anybody out there?
Why can't I shout?
Am I gonna be killed here?
Sharp pain courses through my body
Is that all my life was worth?
Just like a butterfly has spent its life in a white cocoon
My voice...I want it to be heard
I don't want it to end like this
Would these sinful people get a retribution?
My soul still bleeds with pain
#poetry
#pain
Written by
Hanes
INDIA
(INDIA)
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