Stuck in the Shadows
Born in the shadows,
the women of dark.
Soft voiced resistance,
complete flowery blissful rage.
And I'm in a shadow.
All mixed in the rest
with their hands on me and us.
Lost together
staring at one another's hollow eyes.
So we look to what used to be there.
The one violent day.
The one violent body.
One forceful hand,
pushes them in the shadow.
Sticks for arms,
and silence for a scream.
He and his steals our dreams,
which couldn't breathe on their own.
No plans yet to escape.
No means to get away.
the women of dark.
Soft voiced resistance,
complete flowery blissful rage.
And I'm in a shadow.
All mixed in the rest
with their hands on me and us.
Lost together
staring at one another's hollow eyes.
So we look to what used to be there.
The one violent day.
The one violent body.
One forceful hand,
pushes them in the shadow.
Sticks for arms,
and silence for a scream.
He and his steals our dreams,
which couldn't breathe on their own.
No plans yet to escape.
No means to get away.