I rarely heard her lifeless voice,
Growing heavy in her heart;
Stop… she was whispering,
Staring back at her dirty bed,
Unable to relax her mind,
Slowly and painful she moves her body
Forward and leaned on the wall,
With her eyes closed
Flash of pain twist her face
That make her scream in agony,
Higher and higher the sound
Of a voice that roars in her ears
Flitted through her mind,
Arousing pain that tortures her heart,
She screams again,stop,i say stop
Hurting me!
Her clothes tore,kicks,blows
And forced to bed with a stranger,
Daytime,overnight,whenever he wants,
Inserts objects when he is done,
Leaving scars on her body,
Infected with a disease which burns
Wounds in some parts of her body,
Unable to believe,she shook her head
In disgust and covers her face.