I posted this in the creativity link, but i think it is suitable here as well. I'm having a rough week this week. Feeling like a tramp, a *****, a slut. Shall I go on?

A ***** IS A *****

Dried up. . .Used up
Worn out
A f*cking slut
Tied down. . .Bed bound
Make the child
A ***** hound
Pigtails. . .Ponytails
Slap the brat
And make her wail

Forget the tears
No one will hear
The silent scream
Heard only here

Tiny eyes
beheld the sin
A tiny heart
Breaks
Again
A tearless eye
blinking fast
Holds back pain
From
The past
A tiny hand
takes the blade
On perfect skin
One wound
Is made

Inside my head
The chant slows down
It casts off pain
From which I’m bound
The child within
I’ve come see
Despite my cries
Is really me
The woman I am
Is nothing more
Than dried up
Used up
A *****

A *****