Mourning and Fear.

I feel nothing.
Away unconsciousness
Travelling through my space and time
To breathe, to bleed, to cry
Tears or voice
Revolted
Guns allowed
Heart out of my chest
Beauty violated
The blood of a dreamer
Vanishing as her dreams
She needs to keep fighting
It is simple and easy to say
Go on and do it on her place
With her life, now, stranded
The every day fear of us women
The insecurity baptised by reality
What do we do?
Fight we are always fighting
As yelling for help
Where is the help
The salvation
The government with no eyes
Some only observe
But do not feel it inside
As she felt
As us woman
Walking watching every step
Every corner
Every street
Every silence
While we scream
And no one hears
We sing like sirens
And no one listens
We talk in peace
And no one speaks together
What is happening with this country
This world
Just tearing us apart
So many pieces lost in time
While justice is soft
When it should be a light to our futures
Torn skin, health, head
Where are the open minds?
Why it is not normal to live free of dirty eyes?
Tides like tsunami come from savages
We are in mourning, in grieving, scarred.
What is going on?
I can only cry
And fear to walk outside alone
To use skirt
And or a cleavage
It should be normal
It is their ought to know that we have freedom
And freedom to be respected
Why treat us as sexual beings?
We are people
Who wants to experiment the healthy outside
To laugh, to wear what we feel beautiful
No matter the type of the fabric and the clothing
Short, medium
But it seems a long shot
Together we stand
Alone we are threaten, we die.

Suddenly I feel everything.