I see signals in other women's heartache
She doesn't want to be this miserable
portrayed by a thump thump and a catcall
"Your reputation proceeds you"
The one they branded on you
to swallow till you fall
reduced to a statue of lust
cracks in all the things I want to trust
so seduced by my stress
perplexed by the mess
of what's been said
he's a **** but,
in his head
he's infected by sincere ideas  
to strategize the fear he feels and creates
standing up to monsters you fed that ******
then fled to be branded again
With unwilling touch
curses and hexes
hummed under his breath
still i'm vexed by whispers that keep me awake
reminding me, how easy I break
I won't feel the shift
I won't see him repent
Until everyone knows the meaning of
CONSENT

This is her obligatory story
There are shards in every women I see
Because none of us are liberated
Until all of us are free

We've been silenced
Sentenced
And not taken seriously
She
Her attitude her attire
Her reputation
Her beauty
The weight of moment
Shifting through me
I move through time like my agenda isn't living
Because you gave thst a different meaning

Every walk