👑Fire
To All My Women
Nanda Regine
Sunshine has gone dim in Our eyesLike an echo desperately escaping it's sourceRivulets trickling down from those eyesBecause...The fear that succeeded to replace gravityRooting Us down effortlesslySubconsciously became Our only conscienceA dominate emotionAnd when it withers away...Dread backs it upNot even the darkest of nightsCan ever replicate the severity of our painOur sufferingOr just... Us having a pulseTo All My WomenOur worth has weakenedIn Their eyesLike We are a currency of the poorestWe are targetsWe are victimsThey hungrily feast on their greedOnly getting pure satisfactionFrom scavenging us until We are bare emotionallyUntil We are left with the remains of traumaTo All My WomenWe are in an arenaWhere cruelty lurks freelyOur Trust extinct because even Our close onesOr the ones that barely knew of Our identityWill not hesitateTo hunt for the victory to...Overpower UsRuin UsAnd to make us feel Less Of A Woman
— Nanda Regine
From “Inside Her Roses”