June 21st, 2019
I woke up from a dream about him last night. It was different this time. I didn't thrash around. I didnt scream. I awoke silently with tears in my eyes. Frozen solid. Like when he was raping me.
I get so angry. I was ELEVEN. what kind of sick minded person would do that. Him.
I try not to think about it. But when I do, I don't get sad anymore. I get ANGRY. I am filled with fire. I have been filled with fire since I was eleven years old. I AM THE SUN. and in nineteen days I will explode.
In three months I will be nineteen. And I am just now getting justice for that eleven year old girl FROZEN SOLID in the basement of her own home. Scared to death in a place that should be safe.
I will not be afraid anymore.
I am the sun.
I am the sun.
I am the sun.
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The Universe Within Us
PoetryThese are poems I've written over the years. They contain real emotions and talk about self harm, suicide, and rape. If you're easily triggered I would not read. I would really like some feedback if anyone reads it. ♥️ thank you.
