The untold side of rape

Warm night clinched by melodious laughter,
As she wade through life like water,
Is her last memory as someone’s innocent daughter.
Bright lights, dark shadows,
Is the last thing her body knows,
Before being thrust like water from a hose,
From laughter to a world where no rose grows.
It’s so sudden; so severe
One minute he’s calling her dear,
The next he’s hunting her down like a deer.
she hear his whisper in her ear,
“Hope you’ll enjoy the feel of my spear.”
The feel of his spear,
Is a stabbing dagger in the rear.
As she lay under him feeling her innocence disappear with each thrust,
She wonder how she will ever trust.
she feel sick. she wonder how to adjust.
She long for a gust of wind, to blow her off with the dust.
How will she get back on her feet and walk with her head held high again?
How will she get over the psychological pain?
How will she get rid of the stain,
That’s crushed her soul and brain?
She talk to the world and all she hear is ‘sorry’.
To them she is just another story,
Just another girl whose strength to share her story is laudatory.
How can they understand her purgatory?
Would someone please unplug the memories of his spear from her life!
Before they send her to the afterlife!
Please unrape her so she can laugh again with her friends.
She want to convince herself that this is not how her life ends.
Uncup her breasts,
Untear her panties,
Unkiss her lips and uninsert your penis from her insides.
You are tearing her into pieces!
Bring her back; bring back her innocence.
She doesn’t know you but she is familiar with your maliciousness.
The pain you have caused her is limitless,
But what’s a girl to do but walk again with graciousness regardless.