Consequences
12.12.22 4:40AM New Trail Of Tears
My whole life was stolen from me
“She’s a baby”
My abusers say
They know well
How far they went
To keep me in chains
In isolation
Arrested under preying hands
Bound to the box they trapped me in
Tethered to their projections and addictions
Crushed under the weight of their predations
Scapegoated for their sickness
Only exposed to what they allowed me
To experience
Mostly torture
Because I wouldn’t blindly obey predators
Lie for their disgusting deeds
They kept me in sickness
Surrounded by deviants
Subjected to their torture
Drowning, suffocating, dying
From their strangulation
No one holds them accountable Human Rights Watch
There is no one who cares
They know well what they are doing
Trapping our entire population
The future remembers United Nations
