Bruises V: The Violence

Live, Love, Life

Human, you, me

We, be, strong

See, me, in you

"I don't know if I should talk or swallow...

He said he loved me but left me in pains to wallow..

We were "happy" and straight into my heart, he shot the arrow.

I cried out every tears from my eyes,

i even looked for some to borrow.

Fuck this ryhmw scheme.

I thought love was tender

I thought love was caring

I thought love was protective

I thought wrong...

He had none of those when he went back and forth

forcing his way into my warmness...

He'd succeeded in his harness...

Stripping me off the status of a "virgin"

He'd promised never to let anyone touch me... and I believed.

How foolish of me.

Little did I know I was a calf being fattened for feasting...

Please! Stop!. I can....

I can barely spill out the words

as he pounced on me with every force in his veins.

If i shout they will think its a pleasure cry.

They don't know i wish to be free, to fly...

I am forced to stay silence

For my security,

For stigma's sake For judgments sake.

For churches sake, for society sake..

For reputations sake for love sake

Now i know love is not protecting me.

I am protecting love.

Who do i tell?

How do i tell ?

What do i even tell?

I am now a shadow of myself.

The only comfort I have now is the grave...

For i will have nothing to worry about...

No one to hide my face from.Thirteen

Not thirty, thirteen

Was the age she was sold off into marriage

Vulnerable, naive and powerless, she couldn't express her outrage

For Christ sake, who gives off a girl at such an age?

I guess it's similar to locking her up in a cage

But this is worse cuz it's more than just keeping her in bondage

This is modern day slavery, I can't overemphasize

What's she supposed to be??

A daughter or a sister?

A house wife or a baby making machine?

A sex toy or a mother?

A punching bag or a psychopath?

Can she even tell her left from her right at this stage?

Does she even clearly understand menstruation?

Can she comprehend the changes her body is going through?

Does she understand her responsibilities

and rights as a wife and as a person?

What is love?-she doesn't understand

What is happiness?-A mystery

What is sex?-it is torture

What is sanity?-it is a dream

What is domestic violence?-Her scars say it all

What is resentment?-it's written in her eyes

What is pain?-it's all she knows

This is modern day slavery, I swear this is bondage

This must be condemned in every city, town and villageIt is never enough

till she becomes part of the news

Till he uses her body to catch cruise

till she is just part of another story called Bruises.

Its never enough till she becomes another Sinach

With his punches louder than gunshots

And His weight heavier than raindrops

He erupts between her thighs

Forgetting she was just thirteen

Still a teen

not yet ready to become a mother

She lets her face and tears drop

As she tried yelling Uncle,,, Uncle please stop.

The weight of his skin turns her screams to steam

She hopes to wake up and discover it was just a dream

She Tries to find safety inside the walls of her fallen esteem

As to uncle incest was not more a sin

She lets her face spell Glee

While she dies from within.

Her scars become beautiful

The rings on her neck become adorable

the next morning the change in the way she walks becomes so painful.

She was an adult before ever reaching adulthood

She tasted womanhood while still in her childhood

Yet the world never blames Uncle

The person she called my hero my protector

Suddenly became her oppressor

It happened in the dark

I guess that's why she is always scared of the night

Please Turn off the night I am afraid of the dark

A screams in fright

when uncle sits by her side.

Treat her,

Not as she deserves

Treat her better than she deserves