My scars were never seen Everything this world has ever given me Was pain The moment when I was used For someone's so called pleasure I was dead inside They took my soul And left me empty But it's wasn't end to my pain It was the beginning Everyday i was called with names That I never thought was me When i tried to speak up And the only time I thought Someone atleast someone will listen to me I got more scattered as Thier isn't any soul who understands me Every trial I had to explain and justify myself As if I'm the criminal and asking for justice was my biggest crime I had to tell why I was wearing what I was wearing I had tell why was I alive and not dead I had tell how it felt as if my pain wasn't seen ****** me everytime with thier questions And all those eyes burning on my face Asking me Why was I in the position I never wanted to be
But with the power of sunshine I fought Because giving up was never an option Fighting back was And I did it I did everything to see them where they are now I did it for myself and for all the girls of my nation
So i found this on my drafts I wrote these few months back when I was reading a article about **** victims. And I felt Thier pain it was so heart breaking for me when I saw the reality like how badly they are treated specially living in a country like India where we worship women Goddesses and also in other countries too situation is no different and I hope this get a full stop and also to girls who have been through this I'm so sorry I just wish I could hug you guys and I also hope you get justice and i want tell that Iam proud of you for all those struggles don't worry healing is always good it takes time but will reach you soon♥️