No Choices
Darkness in the air.
Where is the light?
Why isn't it bright?
This just isn't fair!
I can't breathe.
No air going by.
No more birds being
able to fly.
Every crunching sound of
a stiff leaf.
No such thing as heroes.
Forced to face the rapist
in the eye.
And pretend no one was
there, as if I'm blind.
My patience being
set at zero.
But I can't stop the
pain.
I have to deal with
this.
Something I wouldn't
miss.
No more smiling while
dancing in the rain.
I guess I just leave it
at this.
No such thing as having
my own choices...
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