Fingers in symphony

I failed, yet again,

To churn thoughts,

To form words.

My heart is inflamed,

Bursting with rage,

My tongue whimpers,

My lips quiver,

Yet, my eyes are numb.

Consuming the ire & hurt,

Of women & girls.

Ravaged for existing.

Their lives mean nothing,

for the ones ravaging.

There is no end to this pain,

Will there ever will be?