yelling, screaming like the 

storm that can't stop outside the window

rainbow 

used to come after the storm

but this time, the storm breaks the glass and 

the glass pieced 

through my eyes

i cant see nomore 

 

stuff was thrown inside my room

my mind was thrown into the rain

brainwashed

hair smashed all over my face as if

i had no face 

as if i never existed

 

threats

frequent as the rain on my nakedness

hurtful as the salty water washing over my wounds

every drop

leaves a cut

as if my skin is made of metal