Nothing can be done

by michelle   Apr 30, 2005


She always has wondered why
she dreams of rape
hate blood tears
her head is filled with all these thoughts
running drilling in her mind
she cant think of anything else
so many people dead
so many in pain
so many raped
almost everyone she knows has been through one of these thoughts
she dreams of her friend begging raped
yelling for help
but her feet are stuck to the cold wet ground
so she is standing in the dark
listening to her friend screams
she tries to calling for help but she has no voice
no sound comes out
people are around just standing
watching doing nothing
how can people be so heartless
by Michelle

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