Every Night

Every night I lay in an empty bed,

Feeling restless with thoughts consuming me.

I think of the women who lost children

In wars they didn’t know they were fighting.

They didn’t know of the horrors they’d face,

Until the loathsome day stole them away.

Children in their school were slaughtered like pigs.

A hundred and thirty-two kids were killed

Because radicals don’t want girls to learn.

Every night I lay in an empty bed,

Feeling restless with thoughts consuming me.

I think of the many victims of rape.

“Men can’t get raped, they’d like it far too much.

Plus it’s not like girls overpower them.”

Don’t you know one in ten victims are men?!

“You saw her shirt. She was asking for it.”

No one asks to be a victim of rape.

Men aren’t sharks who attack when seeing blood,

They are simply humans with a conscious.

Surely they can understand no means no.

Every night I lay in an empty bed,

Feeling restless with thoughts consuming me.

I know this world is far beyond broken;

I see it crumbling right in front of me.

I wish to change it so desperately,

But I am just a girl who thinks too much

I’m lost, dazed and not knowing what to do

Every night I lay in an empty bed,

Feeling restless with thoughts consuming me.

– Rebecca Anderson

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