Empty Spaces

Empty Spaces by, Imani You were nine, you were still trying to find out why There was hair growing in places that looked like empty spaces until now, You were learning those empty spaces Were meant to be replacements of thing that would Mond into a battleground, You would learn to be a soldier and protect to your territory, Cause boy’s now found it mandatory to force their way into your “empty spaces”, But one day someone shot your soldier “man down”, That other soldier never thought once to stand down, Instead, pound after pound All you could hear was the sound of your quiet whimper, All you wanted was a whisper telling you that everything was going to be ok, Instead the tears from your eyes built up to the ceiling so you could drown, You were nine, And time after time he came back to remind you that he tried to plant his flag in your territory, Because he found it mandatory, You were eleven, And you were just sitting in your room Just trying to figure out what to do, when your thoughts are interrupted by this dude Your cousin/bestfriend finally the boredom ends, At least that's what you thought until he starts leaning in Nexts thing you know you’re pinned, And he unzips his pants, and you lied there feeling like a damned ant Dont scream, please don’t scream, HOW AM I NOT SUPPOSED TO SCREAM WHEN YOU’RE ON TOP OF ME! You're 16, I’m so tired of this male supremacy And how they can get away with anything, But you never succeeded in raping me, neither succeeded in taking away my virginity, You succeeded in breaking me, you took away my dignity, But only for a little while, I didn’t let you bastards grind me down I let my tears hit the ground I picked up every ounce of disappointment, betrayal, and dismount that you tried to pound into me, Suicidal thoughts and homicidal plots are the things you gave to me, I could plant a tree and name every leaf with the thing boys said and did to me, Pain, hurt, distrust, unheard, broken These are just a few, You deserve a token for being the world's best worst cousin, I am no longer quiet I have finally spoken, My nuces are still nuisance but at least they’re loosened