Surviving a Difficult Life

A survivor of sexual abuse,
from the age of only two.
Despite what my abusers say,
I am telling the truth.

Memories of my haunted past,
bring visions to my mind.
As I try to heal my inner child,
who had gotten left behind.

My life reflects my inner pain,
of things I’ve felt and seen.
My innocence was taken away,
and nightmares made me scream.

My story not completely told,
because of secrets that I’ve kept.
Believing abuse can be difficult,
and harder to even accept.

Shame alone suffocates me,
with each breath I try to take.
My sanity’s barely hanging on,
as my likes turn into hate.

My abusers were my family,
they too had been abused.
Forgiveness can be a trying task,
if it’s something that I choose.

My child and adult are damaged,
we’ll never completely heal.
Living my life in a normal way,
would definitely be a good deal.