Lake

"Dead men tell no tales."

What about us women?

Have you forgotten about us?

I don't think so.

My existence,

It doesn't work

Like it used to

I float through

Walls, aimlessly wandering

Waiting, for someone

To acknowledge my

Pain and suffering

I had just turned 16

It was a blazingly hot summer

We were at the lake

It was a large lake, mind you,

But I don't think

That necessarily pardons

My family for not

Noticing.

I was grabbed

My eyes covered

My mouth gagged

"Try anything and you get thrown in the lake."

What was I supposed to do?

I thrashed madly

I attempted to scream

I kicked

One of them

Where it hurts

Hard.

"That's it. To the lake."

A weight was secured around

My ankle

I was tossed

Into the lake

My family, they never found

My body

So, I stay

Roaming,

Haunting, if you will

This lake

Because

Dead men tell no tales,

But dead women surely do.