Finally

Finally,the only word that could define her
on her face she had no make up but those disgusting bruises
with each bruise competing to give its story
the one on the left cheek,shouted than that right hip
the one on her forehead would surely make the headlines
telling the story of her and her cruel life

Her friends envyed her she was a friend to the teacher
she gave him her consent because she thought he was richer
after all was done he turned out to be a cheater
coz experience proved to her '' Am better than your teacher''

Her belly started protruding nine months later she was a mother
her father disowned her,he could not live with two mothers
she was sad but happy to be free
ready to carry the title ,"THE FREE PRISONER"

Day one was bad,but day three and four become worse
she had a kid to look after but in her mind she knew
she was not a qualified nurse
"i wish i knew","i wish i knew" that was the chorus
of her new song because to her was too tragic
making her broke to afford some hope

Of all people death knocked at her door post
and as we are talkingnow her kid is gone
she has nothing left but two options in her head
make an early exit from her cursed world
or be a lady of the night

She wishes she chose the first option because the second
has made her a walking corpse
her encounter withthose beasts clad in man's skin is disheartening

This is her fifth abortion that came with a secret
that only she and her doctor knows:she is positive
she can cry no more and all she is thinking is how she would die

She jumps infront of a speeding vehicle and waits for the worst to happen
she opens her eyes to find her self on the floor
with her moter telling her she was late for school
and FINALLY she realizes it was just a dream
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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