Mouth closed shut

You spoke

I heard, yet proceeded to make bad decisions.

Constantly reflecting off of past transgressions.

You yelled

I panicked and shut the door. Locking out a hellbent rage thirsting for more.

You apologized

I thought you were sincere. Wiping away many tears, enough to fill the Pacific Ocean.

Plans are in motion to identify this Jane Doe.

Bruises and disfiguared bones are what lay beneath a single sheet.

Why condone this brutality?

A silent voice is one unheard.

I’d rather tell, than be trapped inside a coffin or urn.

Learn, listen repeat this lesson.

Seek help and take preventative measures.

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