You told me to trust you Yet you never gave me a reason to You said this would be our secret This was not my secret to keep You told me you loved me I learned to believe this to be true But now I have begun this journey Called healing and am learning What … Continue reading
Whispers spoken Secrets shared Open your ears Open your heart Stories told Deepest trust Never repeat For trust Will be broken Never to be earned again Open your mind To the horrors Shared by others For they know You understand Because you have Been on a similar Journey A journey to Find ones voice A … Continue reading
Wings once held tight Begin to spread Voice once unheard Begins to speak out Spirit thought to be broken Beginning to be healed For she survives and She thrives. Wings ready to fly For she is free
Voices clear and unclear some days loud other days soft. sometimes nice sometimes not voices wanting to hurt others wanting to help confusion raining in my head when they are loud calm when they are quiet medication to quiet them doesn’t always work so they increase them up and up and up (2001)
The voices rage yell and scream than there is silence and it is almost serene only it is a thing called sleep that is few and far between when the voices rage yell and scream sunlight shines in the blinds called eyes and the tape rewinds much like a broken record that has begun again … Continue reading
Hollow eyes unfocused on life just existing not truly living innocence taken never to be returned stumbling in life no direction no self worth only good for sexual favors body used against my will too ashamed to fight dissociated instead 9/11/13
Embedded in Shame Suffocated by unworthiness Attacked by memories Need to escape Want to survive Unable to feel Emotions buried too deep Encased in torment Living in sorrow Dying to be free Just want to be me
Darkness surrounds While heart breaks Unknown Unheard Why speak out Nobody will help Oh so alone In this world Of agony Pain enveloping My very being Will anyone Ever understand Is it worth Living anymore Liz 10/2/12
The first touch The first intimate moment Stealing my childhood from me Told me you loved me Told me you were doing it to make me your daughter Told me to keep it a secret You made me feel ashamed caused me to hate myself Almost stole my life from me I am a survivor … Continue reading
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