It is just a train wreck-
The broken triggering wounds
Just headed for a quick crash
Holding onto something
That is already starting on fire.
Flames turning love into charcoal-
Lyrics to just a sad song;
Waiting to jump because you know its not safe-
Chasing adrenaline only to realize
Your just wasting time-
Yet for a moment it felt like love
And so deprived you want to believe it;
That you met your person.
Ride or die- you knew it for life.
So leaping in faith to hit solid ground
Finding wings instead-
Soring high only to leave behind the wreckage.
He put a bag over her head
Not wanting to see her cry
While he raped her.
She froze. She could not scream.
Her tears echoed through the tunnel
Along with the fired gun shots
Cause he couldn’t chance
Leaving behind any witnesses.
They say if you ride the train
Just a little after Sunset
You call still hear the muffled weeping.
Adrenaline from hyper awareness-
The red flags waving;
Signs so clear you could draw maps.
Details of Cartography-
Accurately leading down lost roads.
Knowing the lines- repeatedly
Until it starts to feel like déjà vu
From the last nightmare
And acting like she would stick around.
Just more bullshit with dried out tears
From the last heartbreak.
Death tainted so many beliefs
About happy ever after.
Chasing humming birds
Sitting in a grave yard smoking weed
With the remains of a body name Dina.
She does not remember her last name;
Just that she had a bad boy complex
In ending up in places she did not want to be.
The darkness felt comforting under deep blue
Diamond filled dots connecting
Myths to legends linked to stories that had been passed down.
Curiosity had turned into four paws
Running down back allies
Ever so gracefully in protected wings that regrew.
God said his heart was black;
And she said make mine black too.
A contract that could not be undone.
Its like you found God’s hidden rainbow.
Between lapses in judgments-
Faults fleeting Irony; in seeing double-
Built boned sculptures from human remains;
Odd that on lookers are so uncomfortable
With the truth of their own actions-
Have no problems pointing fingers at each other.
Why would it be free? Because it was about truth-
It was about justice.
Didn’t we all dream of the change in a voice for rape?