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The sacrifice of drowning so others could be saved
Empty, that's all she felt
She hated the numbness that would blindly attack
She did so much for others
But she couldn't help herself
She carried the weight of being black
Where racism would slowly break her back
She couldn't even go to a hospital they'd probably throw her out
Calling her 'dramatic'
Saying she should go somewhere else
This is what would happen if a black girl dared to ask for help
They would shove hatred down her throat
Until It got so bad that she would throw it up
She would come to realise that the bitter taste that was left was trauma in her mouth
Maybe it's the reason why she had the urge to rip her insides out
The pain she lived each day
And the numbness she was left with at night
Was a constant battle that her and her people had to fight
All she ever wanted out of life
Was to help her people so she would write
Poems that spoke of the unspeakable
She knew it was risky, but she would be the light
A guide so they could have a better life
She wanted freedom for all her people
She would do anything to make sure they were treated equal
So she would make sure she held the system accountable
She knew it was impossible for anyone to stop her
Even if it meant pointing out each and every individual
That participated in an act so evil
She would bear the weight of the consequences
Of carrying what the world threw at her people
She would forever be her people's protector
Even if it meant it would kill her
She knew the toll of her surrender
Even if it Consumed every part of her
She knew the risks were worth it
Even if she drowned in the emptiness
Copyright ©
Layla Riley-Hill
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