WRITTEN BY: JENNIFER OBHAKHOBOH
I can’t talk to nobody, I feel like nobody understands, so I pick up some paper and grabbed a pen. You see me smile, but if you only knew the things that I hold onto and just can’t seem to let go. I know I must forgive and I said that I do, but I don’t really think that I actually do. Who do I need
to forgive, my mother, my uncle, my uncle, my aunt’s boyfriend,
perhaps my boyfriend?
I went through a lot of pain like that of an acid poured
on its victim. I spoke up no one listened! So it continued on and on with no
one to listened to my cry, no one to share my agony with not even my mother who
wouldn’t take note of my body change. Is writing the best way to let go of the
pain?
Of all crimes committed against human or a person, is the one
that leaves a person feeling the most violated. A rape victim is often left
with the feeling that a part of them has been torn apart. Because the feeling
is still with them, the victim may have a sense that the crime is continuously
occurring. To use another person’s body and ignore the soul that resides within
is the most egregious crime that one person can commits against another.
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