āI look at my body in the mirror and feel sick with grief. I am the ruins of a kingdom that a man once conquered and destroyed.ā
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āI look at my body in the mirror and feel sick with grief. I am the ruins of a kingdom that a man once conquered and destroyed.ā
āEvery whispered word came with hands that stole. I let you be a godāto watch me break and bleed, and you gave me bread that rot and wine to sin.ā
āOh the horror it is to be a little girl of just eleven years oldā to awake to a world where you will never be seen as anything but a perversion.ā
āOften I disappear into my mind palace, hiding within the ruins of myself. It is only there my pain cannot reach meā but death makes her bed for me, and I am closer to laying in it than living.ā
āI was born with the purpose of being used, and now that my life is my ownāI do not know what to do with it. How can I be thankful for a freedom that has made me lost?ā
āI wish so desperately to be held like a child again, to be rocked to sleep and cradled as if were precious.ā
āTo be a woman is to be a deerānever knowing when your going to be killed for sport.ā
āThe rain is new today, it does not feel the tears of a thousand. It feels like stars falling from the sky.ā
āThe curse of wielding a mothers love and a fathers hatred. To forgive like a saint, too burn like a god.ā
āGod did not know what to do with me, so he cast me into the ocean and told the tides to take me instead; he never did come backā not even for the body.ā
āI will forever ache for the childhood I couldāve livedāThe mere thought of it brings me more grief than the dead.ā
āHe hollowed me out and carved a home inside myself. My body a cage for him to hide from his consequences.ā
āI have been trained for this. To bruise, to breakāto obey. I dedicated my life to your mandates, to your rulesāand I did it well. So why is it I feel abandoned?ā
āLordāif I am to be damned, do not let me beg for forgiveness. My knees are as weak as my prayers for mercy.ā
āI am the product of a little girls dreams and a mans cruelty, I have seen the fall of my mother and felt the claws of my fatherāI could not escape my fate even as his daughter; āand nor will you as a motherā she whispered.ā
āA cruel thing it is to be left with the responsibility of having to heal yourself from a pain a person caused. It was of no fault of my own, but somehow i have received a far harsher punishment than the one who was guilty.ā
āI know itās messy, but itās all I haveāMy life was not given to me at birth, it was something I had to take back; Even in all its brokenness.ā