Though I may seem quiet and shy,
I am more than what meets the eye.
Injustice was done to me
That robbed me of my voice
But that does not lessen my value
His decision was not my choice.
I am fierce and strong,
So come near and listen to my song.
The winds might wisp and howl
For there is a monster on the prowl.
Hungry for flesh
He ripped and ravaged
Drool dripped down his twisted face
His fierce actions, savage.
That day he came like a beast,
And settled on me for a feast.
I was innocently drawn to his lair,
Where his actions left me gasping for air.
In response I laid there and froze
Paralyzed in confusion and fear
He gripped me tightly
And whispered words of disgust in my ear.
I shrunk, becoming insignificant and shallow
His words left me feeling small and hollow.
I responded to pain with more pain
It was all I could do to remain sane.
Dissociating became my saving grace
I could disappear and forget
I could leave the moment without leaving a trace
No one would know my mind had escaped.
Tormentors were inside my mind raiding
I was alive but slowly fading.
Through release and recovery, I am slowly awakening now
There are more monsters, but to them, I do not bow.
Pieces of me may have been stolen
But my once quivery voice is getting stronger
I will not back down because
He does not have control any longer.
My story is being rewritten, it is not finished
This is not the end, I will not be diminished.
