To The One Who Defeated Me

Tue, 12/12/2017 - 21:30 -- glibby3

To The One Who Defeated Me,

 

It’s gone, it has all been forgotten.

The innocence, the happiness, the child within.

A perfect world was taken, shaken, and shattered.

Every step forward results in broken glass cutting through me.

No one sees this pain I endure, no one sees this secret storm.

They see a sweet girl, whose benevolent smile lights up the room.

But hidden behind this mask is a harsh truth, haunting me nightly.

I’m terrified to close my eyes for the fear of seeing you again.

Not just seeing, but feeling, hearing, smelling, and screaming into an abyss.

I am terrified of being trapped in what seems to be an endless Hell.

There your hands are again, touching me, preventing my ability to fight.

I have no voice as there is no one there to listen, no one to save me.

My screams echo in an empty room, far from societal reach.

I am trapped, tied, and unable to move, unable to be freed.

My fighting slows as my panic turns to a realization.

This is it. Unable to break free, I start to comply.

With no choice but to obey your dominance, I close my eyes.

I begin to pray, begging for it to end.

No more tears, no more taunting memories.

I wish for this day to just wash away with the rain.

Because of your need for dominance and power, I am now weakened.

This secret was forced upon my shoulders and I’m unable to carry this burden.

But while you continue to live each day, I live in this loop of pain without escape.

Every day your selfish hands cause me to suffocate.

You’re the reason why I find myself feeling alone, with nowhere to go.

Others see this innocence that once was in existence.

But I see nothing, my reflection is unrecognizable.

You stole something that I will never be able to take back.

You are a criminal; a thief of love who shoplifts humanity.

I have lost myself due to your needs and insensitivity.

I was once a happy and joyous little girl with a heart of gold.

But you saw the value in that and thought you could take it for your own.

A human cannot live without a heart to fuel their soul.

So here I am, a body with nothing inside but its bones.

That night, you did more damage than you will ever know.

Not only did you steal a life, but you killed a soul.

 

Sincerely,

Your Victory

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