Knocking her on the road, amidst garbage,
they flew away, like all fault and filth was hers.
Lying subconscious, she sighs for being alive,
pus seeps out of her wounds,
the cuts release a flood of pain.
She is alive, only to suffer more.

The blood murmurs, "I was subjugated
by them. I fought, I became free.
Now you are all drenched in me
and I'm unable to stop myself from flowing."
The girl breathes silent breath, pausing sometimes,
considering the commas lying between her breaths.
She is alive only to suffer more.

Her videos and photos are clicked barbarously,
a silver tear appears in the corner of her eye,...