Staring off into space wondering about the why's,
Afraid to break down totally...how many tears can I cry.
See the hurt-the confusion-the pain-her smile just a mask,
Can't concentrate-don't want to eat-sleep eludes-everything's a task.
Feel the anger-so much frustation-the seething animosity burning to my heart and soul,
Want to scream-to cry-to fight back with all that I am-will she or I ever again feel whole.
How many will have to suffer at the hand's of the sick perpetrator's that defile another
When will the silence be forever broken and more of these perverts taken off the streets
never again to be seen.
So many are afraid to come forth and tell what has been done to them, by being silent
another will become a victim,
This rampant "rape culture" that we live in needs to be undone if not for yourself then for
another whether it be a her or a him.
Today is the day where many can make a difference-look at your own child, niece, nephew,
or a neighbor, which one will be the next to suffer,
How come the criminals seem to have so much more rights than the victims and the
government is there to defend them, keep them safe- buffered.
What will it take for more to get up and take a stand against the many evils that lurk here in
our own homeland, the USA,
Will it be today when you yourself have come face to face with an evil- or will you put it off
until it comes to you one day.
***This was written when one of my daughter's became a victim. He was a friend of the
families...someone we trusted. This was my way of coping with what happened.