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She Couldn't Take It Anymore



College was supposed to broaden her horizons
After the second year, she dropped out
Fell into the hands of a man
Who took her virtue against her will
She was a student in his class
Overnight, her world was torn apart
After months of silence, she couldn't cope
She packed her bags to run away
From the hunter who laid a trap
She went home and faced more pain
Her heart ached, and her stomach churned
There were her parents putting her down
Pointing fingers at her, throwing away life
If only they knew of her baby
And the depression she was going through
At twenty, she had bills piling up
With no means of paying them off
There's no job, no support, no future
Only the four walls of her dark room
That harbored her sinking ship of life
Often staring off into the dark space
Seeking a way out of this abyss
The waves of voices in her head
Washing along the shores of her heart
The pain deepening yet wanting to end
She's on the water's edge looking in
Days dwelled into weeks, both babies crying
She lights a candle in the dark
She sees a shadow of herself jump 
As the four walls are closing in
For the last time, she sees him
Naked and on top, beating her badly
Her cries to stop speeding his thrill
There are pools of blood covering the sheets
She blows out that candle and prays
Bless me, Father, I tried my best
She gathered herself for the last time
Tears in her eyes as she leaves
She looks at her parents waving goodbye
But they’re not there, only the darkness
She begins the walk towards the ocean


life is so unfair
you cross the road on green lights
and someone hits you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Pachecho Avatar
February 27, 2025 at 7:57 AM
I did experience the college life and did see the dark side. There was once a keg party and I saw a guy swallow a gold fish. That was gross. I saw the outline of the goldfish wiggling down his throat.OMG. Till this day I can't remember what I learned in school, but I'll never forget his name.
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March 16, 2025 at 11:53 PM
Connie thats a sad story to swallow ... no not the one about the goldfish but the one about the college girl taking her life. It's like you looked into that window, and wrote what you saw. Tell me this isn't true ... It is. In a way.
Sinha Avatar
February 17, 2025 at 9:47 AM
I Loved it, honestly! The poem has the capability to make one emphasize with it! Good one!
Pachecho Avatar
February 17, 2025 at 6:11 PM
Adti, thank you for your thoughtful comment.
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