Caffeine Withdrawals: An Unspoken Collaboration

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What He Did to Me

Oh, that night he decided to touch me

Being nine, I had no clue what to do

Losing trust in him, I wanted to flee

And take my little sister with me too

He left. Confused, hurt, I laid there and cried

Not knowing what I did to deserve this

He told me to always trust him, he lied

I'm ashamed to be a daughter of his

Thinking I'd call mom, I picked up the phone

She blew it off, saying it was a dream

Frustrated, I knew I was all alone

By myself, I had no one on my team

I cried myself to sleep that dreadful night

While wishing that I'd never awaken

Knowing that I was going to put up a fight,

I would not live my life feeling broken.

Ask me if I've changed. I'd say yes because

I'm smarter and stronger than I once was.

You don't deserve this, having to deal with this by yourself. Though you never ask, you want someone to help. Someone to reach out, to show you that they care. You fill yourself with doubt, hoping that each breath will be your last breath of air. Broken inside, you're in your own state of hell. Isolating. You push yourself away. Never denying. Yeah, you know you're not okay. All the tears and the pain, it doesn't have to be this way. Together, we can fight. Nobody said it would be easy, but at the end of the tunnel, there's always light. So, let us stand up and shout out. Tell the world what we're all about. As it comes down to this, they all need to know. Go on and reach out. Never let go.