This piece by Shalini is not just a poem it’s a scream from the soul. You can feel the betrayal pulsing through every line, the heartbreak of being misjudged, misunderstood, and dragged into something deeply degrading. Her words aren’t polished or restrained they’re raw, trembling, and furious, as they should be. There’s a deep ache behind the rage, a longing to be seen for who she truly is, not through someone else’s twisted lens. The repetition, the directness, the spiritual grounding all of it speaks to someone who’s been pushed too far and is finally standing up. It’s not just anger. It’s a demand for dignity. For truth. For justice. And it’s deeply, painfully human.
This person sounds like a predator addicted to sex, drugs or alcohol. I saw your note. It looks like they must have deleted their profile?
Yes, I reported them to Substack support immediately
Yowzer!
This piece by Shalini is not just a poem it’s a scream from the soul. You can feel the betrayal pulsing through every line, the heartbreak of being misjudged, misunderstood, and dragged into something deeply degrading. Her words aren’t polished or restrained they’re raw, trembling, and furious, as they should be. There’s a deep ache behind the rage, a longing to be seen for who she truly is, not through someone else’s twisted lens. The repetition, the directness, the spiritual grounding all of it speaks to someone who’s been pushed too far and is finally standing up. It’s not just anger. It’s a demand for dignity. For truth. For justice. And it’s deeply, painfully human.
Thank you Chad. As always, I appreciate your words!