The beating, the crying, the silence
I cry from that room
That box of things
Mascara
Skirts
And cleavage
You expect me to fit into
Squeeze into
Cut off my arms and legs
And my short circuit
Annoying inconsequential non-human
Brain
I don’t need it
My arms and legs
I don’t need them
The only thing I would use
My arms for is to fight
Back
As you suppress
Drug and caress me
Tie down
And undress me
My brain I don’t need
I don’t need to think
While you shove me into
The murky waters
I lay unconscious
While I sink
And fall into a beautiful
Stunning
Sexy
Bloody
Beaten
Cut down and
Screechin’
Bleedin’
And beatin’
Body
Or carnage
A ravaged
Vagina, no wait..
Sorry I mean, Opening
You can insert
Your power
Into
Women
Wo-men
Just a portion of
Man
But without
The masculinity
Blissfully ignorant self inserted
Pride
Without the man we
Are nothing
Without a penis
We are nothing
So ravage me
Undress me and
Spitefully caress me
Spit on my temple
And I will stand here
Bloody and beaten
And I still cannot find the words
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