STRONGER
Being woken at night with the flick of a light
Hearing his voice
I was filled with fright
His rage so intense
His words burned so deep
Hearing him tell me he will kill me
If I speak
He abused
He hurt
He violated me
The memories, flashbacks, and nightmares
Are still there
I pray this pain will someday go away
No more sorrow or despair
He took my innocents
I will never be the same
How could he do this to me
I hate his little game
He tore out all my beauty
now I’m reclaiming myself, for I am me
I can finally see myself for who I am
I am beautiful.
I am stronger
But most importantly
I AM A SURVIVOIR
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