I have no bruises but I'm a survivor.
I have no marks but I'm valid.
I had no hands grab me but I'm real.
My scars are hard to see on my skin
Because they hide in my heart and mind
I am broken by the hands that were supposed to heal.
I was destroyed by the people who created me.
Words cut deep in my soul
Dissecting my pain with every breath I took
My heart on a leash of thorns and barbed wire
My brain splintered into a million peaces
Break me while I'm down!
Destroy me again!
My heart no longer bleeds for you
My brain no longer needs your 'fixing'
I'm a Victim.
Nothing can change that.
