you gave your eyes
to the street lamps
looking forward
for the next one
on the next street
on the next alley
you gave your hair
to the wind
submitting yourself
to bondage
to taming
to ropes
to rough hands
you gave your ears
to mothers
to wives
to listen
until your eardrums bleed
then it became numb
you gave your body
to men
to their eyes
to their hands
to their mouths
then you started
going home late,
when it's darker.
you cut
your hair shorter
and shorter.
the numbers
on the scale
go lower
and lower.
then you talk less
and less.
until silence
until
you cannot
remember who
you were
before
#NaPoWriMo2019
10:14PM