Men.

Men only look different.

And only so that women know

Who their man is.

Silence

You don't talk.

I don't talk.

But, I get blamed

For the silence

That killed us.

Raped.

My mouth stinks of your violation

With no amount of mint,

Will that stink mellow

I smell it every time I swallow

I remember it with

Every unspoken curse

I am weaker in strength, and

May not protest too well

But you will always be a vandel

Never, the loved one.