a girl amongst nuns and men with skeleton keys | a poem against your actions

something in your head legitimises

that is all right to shut me in a room with you

I wonder what makes you think that

justify that

nothing good ever came out of an action like that


they shut me in a black hole

shut me in with every curse and insult

against me

live with it

live with yourself

in there

and I asked myself

how can any good survive in here

how can I not lose myself in here

amidst the words that don’t belong to me


all I did was draw outside of the lines

with the colours in my head

and not the ones you picked

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