Lost and Alone
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Lost and Alone
Like a black dot in an endless sea of white
She was alone.
The openness and emptiness was choking her
Slowly encroaching on her space
Trying to make her become like the rest
She was nothing like the rest.
She was a stain in a world of cleanliness
Or so her abusive partner told her
She was tainted, unworthy, and alone.
Until someone reached out to her
Pulling her from the very depths of hell
With a hand that said
“You are worth it
You are not alone
You are loved.”
The hand belonged to an angel
Someone there to help, to understand
She was a professor, an expert on abuse.
I know you, she said
I used to be you
Hurt, let down, alone, scared
When someone else pulled me out of my hell
And I do the same for you
My mission is to research abuse
Research gives me knowledge
It gives me understanding
It lets me make a difference in women’s lives
Being a professor gives me passion
My passion is to help others
My passion is to gain understanding
My passion is to share this knowledge with others
For this one job changed my life
And it will now change yours too.