Everything seemed to be still
There was a slight pain
Darkness was capturing my eyes

I was feeling the whole universe in my breaths

I was in the past , rewinding things

My past reminded me of you

You always said that we are alive only to create a few memories that will create a smile on lips at the last evening of our life

You always found your moments in the magics of universe
I always found them in you

I was able to relive those moments this time
because the flow of breeze touching my soul always reminded me of you


I was not able to differentiate my heartbeats and the ticking clock

And

For a moment , there was Nothing but darkness

I was feeling some more senses other than the five senses which always helped me creating me

I was feeling blind, light and suddenly my eyes opened

I was able to see myself resting on a bed

There was a smile on my lips....

There is ONE.
A girl cries herself to sleep after her boyfriend of 3 months tries to get up her skirt and then tells her she's not pretty when she denies him.

There are TWO.
A boy cuts his wrists after his girlfriend of 8 months leaves him because he won't sleep with her. He's 13. She's 12.

There are THREE.
A young woman kills herself after people tell her that her **** was her fault because she was impaired. It was just a fun night out with the girls to celebrate getting their Masters Degrees.

There are FOUR.
A young college male drowns himself in pills after being beaten and sodomized by straight males on his daily walk home from work because, "that's all **** are good for and we know you like it."

There are THOUSANDS MORE
A child that stops speaking because a family friend starts touching inappropriately and taking pictures.
Adults that carry weapons they aren't trained to use because others catcall them or follow them home.
A woman that takes a boxing class, not because she loves to box, but because her ex boyfriend beat her so bad she nearly died.
The mother that can't let her kids outside because strangers are no joke.
The middle school girl that snuck out of the house in a mini-skirt that never made it home.


"Every 109 seconds, an American is sexually assaulted.
And every 8 minutes, that victim is a child. Meanwhile, only 6 out of every 1,000 perpetrators will end up in prison." RAINN

Check out https://www.rainn.org/statistics

On the way home
The road path out to nothing at all
As I walk
People start to talk
Eyes are swallow
Sinking to the well

Hands up in the air
The sky is small
And the raindrops
Sweet, bitter I thought

I face the walls
Breathing become difficult
I struggle

On the way home
The path lost me on my way home