This is dedicated to a friend of mine that for personal reason I will not release the name of


Crime

There are crimes a many on our streets
Yet there is one that goes unanswered
...Rape

Used
Dirty
Unworthy

They are the thoughts that fly through your head
You feel worthless and completely alone
You feel used and washed up

You feel that there is no way out
You are swallowed by darkness
Blind to the rest of the world

As you are blinded you cannot see
Cannot see that you are not alone
There is a small glimmer of hope left

The glimmer of hope is a special someone
Someone who can reach in a pull you out
A person who comforts you and see you through

Once you are out of the darkness you seek revenge
Yet is this the right way to go?
What good will it bring?

One down
Seven million to go
What is going to happen to them?

Twenty years jail
Then what?
They'll get out and do it again




Poetry by Steven Flood
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Written on 2005-11-27 at 02:42

Tags Rape  Crime  Used 

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