Fighter
The night you molested me,
You slithered into my bones
Under my skin
You made your home
Years later, you still reside
I couldn’t escape your lingering presence
It had buried so deep inside
You stole my breath,
Every word was taken
I was a slave to your memory
My very soul was breaking
I was trapped in this hellish life
There was no one for me
My only comfort was a knife
In the reflection of my own blood
I saw a broken child
Whose heart had been shattered
And for the first time, I smiled
I had found my way out
What happened wasn’t my fault
I finally knew, beyond all doubt
I was the victim
I am the survivor
I was the innocent
I am the fighter