blanched: grow pale or flinch from shock, fear, or similar emotions.
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it's glorious day and i go outside -
something i haven't been able to do in a lifetime
the fear of someone grabbing me and suffocating me
with their excess cologne and beady black eyes with flecks of gold and red
controlling me
the events as clear as the most cleanly river
still continue to haunt me
everytime someone glances at my direction for a brief second or so
thinking that maybe it'll happen again
as i continue cautiously walking,
i watch young boys and girls on the other side of the park
from the corner of my sad, sunken, and not-so-bright sandy eyes
laughing and poking each other and speaking the most utterly disrepectful words they could ever say.
'oh my god don't rape me'
'go kill youself'
it fills me with the utmost rage
i can't sit still, i must say
s o m e t h i n g .
but i am frozen like cold glass in my spot, unable to move
almost like i can't comprehend why and what they're saying.
the fear creeps in once it realises i'm not going to do anything
i fall, my emotions controlling me more than i can control them
the once silent sobs gradually becoming louder and louder
as i start to recall the events that night once again
my breathing becoming more shallower by the second
my throat is dry and my lips are cracked and i can't speak
yet just like last time
nobody even glances a ignorant eye in my direction -
almost like they don't care.
'i don't think i'll go outside again'
are the last words i manage to mutter somewhat fluently
as i crouch onto the concrete ground and continue to weep
before my eyes start to flutter close
because i can no longer keep them open long enough
to see the man silhouette slowly advance towards my small figure.
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in a dark mood, sorry :(( but at least I put a word in to improve your vocab lmao
i did some research, and 91.6% of all rape cases are never reported. that's absolutely terrifying. my heart goes out to everyone who's suffered, or had family/friends with the issue.
please, tell someone if someone is touching you inappropriately. it's your body and you shouldn't let others do that to you. if you're uncomfortable, say NO. that's it. words can go a long way.
letting someone know can be the difference between making you or breaking you.
sorry for the long authors note. x
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Poetrythe pain never really disappears, does it? it just becomes a dull throb in your heart. - a collection of negative & positive poetry. after all, life consists of both pain and happiness highest rank: #45POE cover: @oceanwaved
