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♥️