You overpowered and darkness devoured
Leaving me feeling weak
Unable to speak
Shrouded in shame
This illogical self blame
Trying to justify what you did...
Maybe you had too much to drink
The beast and insecurity in you was too strong to overcome...
I came up with many reasons to downplay what was done
Maybe I was too friendly
Appeared too fragile
Leaving you in no doubt that a physical battle was your to be won...
These thoughts entrapped me
Leaving me trying to hide the broken bits in me
Allowing open scars to fester
As I tried to keep my broken mind and body busy
We adapted but never healed from the wreckage you caused
And that sounds like I am giving all power to you
But I am not
I am sitting here realising what I forgot.....
Strength and power is forged in those moments where we keep going even when that's not what we want ,we loose hope or sight of where we are journeying to
You may have ignored my screams, overpowered as I fought but I kept going and in terms of being filled with humanity- I am whole
But you are the scum-filled, insecure, violent looser with the damaged soul!!