In a shocking incident in Houston, Texas, a woman was horribly assaulted after she refused to give a persistent man her phone number. Onlookers were
I should have been acute to his words, But I chose not to. I could have cut off his advances; When I saw the glaring
In the shadows of a weary world, A broken heart in pain is swirled. For amidst the triumph, a sadness brewed, Unseen, unheard, emotions subdued.
The walls look at me differently, Silently judging the girl with scars, The broken warrior who can’t keep fighting, Everyone is staring, watching, and waiting,
I never knew that one day, My heart will be crying loud, For that man I trusted with whole my heart, That man who showered
I always saw people in love, And wondered what it would feel like. Was it cold or warm, Or a nice feeling, That would last
I sat next to the cold wall With earphones Listening to music of silence, Voices of past stories Sneaked in my head with a wobble
My Athena, Wanted a love like the movies, One that pampered her, and made her the princess of a kingdom, only the movie sets could
I write from a dark corner, A lonely and secret place, Maybe then, my emotions will show And you will see me, And the darkness
In one morning, So many hearts were broken. The strongest had taken the knee, And the wildest, A chill pill. It was no longer about