If you where the one who held her down,
the one who hurt her, touched her breast, called her names, raped her.
Who ruined her career because she wouldn't suck your cock.
Who made sure she never worked in that town, that industry, ever again.
Because she rejected your sexual advances.
Good luck. Better start running an hiding, call your PR team.
Because we are coming for you. I hope you saved your money and checked your power.
Because you ain't working in this town again.
When you lose someone close to you, someone you love,
There is a silence, deafening, like nothing else.
An absence, a void.
No more conversations, moments or hugs.
A part of your world is missing.
A piece you held so dear.
Nothing can replace them.
There will never be another quite like them.
Inhabiting a place in your heart, your memories and dreams.
The dearly departed, forever lost,
their energy, their life force, returning to the dust.