Plain Jane/Badass Jane-Merging

Final poem in the Plain Jane/Badass Jane series. I hope that you have enjoyed reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. Links to the previous poems in order are:
Pain.
Rolling over me
only thing that I can focus on.
I bring my hand up
covered in blood
realizing what she has done.
Finally.
I lay back
badass to the end.
So tired am I…
is she….
are we.
Voices screaming
calling for help
slowly….
I begin to fade.
Silver tears falling…..
I feel the arms of Jane wrap around
pulling her close
we are soon to be gone.
Panting
gasps of final air
body trembles
cold
so very cold.
I stare above
Jane and me
tainted little girl
broken at the knee.
My last breath eases out
my pain at last
laid to rest.
There are tales to tell
lessons to be learned
but no ears to hear.
Sadly
no one will ever know the truth
of Plain & Badass Jane.
Sept. 7/18
Credit for picture was given in a previous post which I am now unable to find. I will continue to look for it and when I do will post the information.

Badass Jane-I tried to protect (I failed)

***Story Poem. Previous Links to poems in order of story.
Raising my weary head.
Wary
beaten
there is no way that I can go on.
I have failed
unable to protect
myself
or Plain Jane.
Would they have listened?
Would they have heard?
The tale of a small child
brutalized
beaten
raped
taken in turn
by those animalistic men.
I am sorry that I failed
Jane dear
tears seeping
dripping from my chin
lips quivering
I cannot go on.
We stand for the Judge’s entrance
I see my chance to go
I leap across
grab the gun
turn to face the crowd.
I knew what was going to happen
I knew it is going to hurt
but I am tired
I need to lay down my head.
Raising the gun
I point at the men
all of whom had drawn.
When shouts were ignored
I am peppered with shots
as I dropped to the floor.
Sept. 7/18
***This is 2nd to last poem in this series. Please read previous posts to fully experience this point of view. 🙂