A Suicide Note

When night comes along

there starts the menacing song.

The doom looms over me

Their hands

that pricked,

that burnt

the very essence..

of me..

of my feminity..

The wind,

it brought the pain..

the years I've spent

accepting the syringe

filled with the beasts' urine.

The scars,

it brought the charred scent

of cigarettes thrown at my chest...

They molested

the best in me

and killed

my dreams....

Tears emerged from my locked

eyelids

and the heat

I felt it

tracing my veins

to my heart

ran like thin razor blades...

I bleed...

I bleed...

I bled...

          for years.

Then came the pictures...

my loving mother...

my father...

my brother...

my sister...

and the time we spent together.

I bleed...

I bleed...

I bled...

          the more.

So I took the poison;

my only option

to escape from this prison...

In my all consuming,

self-grieving,

wretchedness.....

I lay

D E A D...

with  a note

for my family

saying I was sorry...

I tried to live

but...

I bleed....

I bleed...

I bled...

          for years..

I was molested!

 This poem, A SUICIDE NOTE was written after i read an article, BANGLADESH -- WOMEN & GIRLS COMMIT SUICIDE TO ESCAPE SEXUAL HARASSMENT "EVE TEASING" that was forwarded by WUNRN. Further information on WUNRN may be found athttp://www.wunrn.com. The article itself may be seen at:  

http://www.asiacalling.org/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=1864%3Awomen-commit-suicide-to-escape-sexual-harassment-in-bangladesh&catid=99%3Abangladesh&Itemid=377&lang=en