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


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