When her first love
was taken by the tide
too soon to be understood by her fragile young mind.
When the ache in her heart
overgrew its space inside
and started to physically eat her alive.
would constantly deride
her dreams, because theirs had already died.
Through the loneliness
that accompanies the replies
of yet another man who refuses to try.
In the waiting
room refusing to cry
abiding results that will change her whole life.
After another opportunity
and was offered to a man who has never been denied.
Through their silence
as their judgements were amplified
when their eyes glimpsed the bruises in between her thighs.
When he left
and she eagerly testified
because she truly believed that this would be the last time.
While you beat her
and controlled her
with your lies.
But now it’s your turn
to see the fire in her eyes
as rather than persisting,
she decides to thrive.
This poem was inspired by the women in my life who have decided to take back control of their lives despite any people, or circumstances, telling them they couldn’t. You are seen and you are loved in all of your brokenness, and you are appreciated. Thank you for your strength and perseverance.
If you or anyone you know are in danger or in need of help, please reach out. http://www.thehotline.org/blog/get-help-today/ https://www.rainn.org/about-national-sexual-assault-telephone-hotline or call 800.656.4673