Flashbacks
Sometimes I got lost in the maelstrom of memories
My mind and body catapulted back to times
I strove to forget
But that are
Burned
In my soul.
Desperately, I tried to quench the furnace of pain with
Alcohol
Filling
The unfathomable hole that lurked deep within.
I kept your secrets
Locked deep in my jaws
For years
And years
And years.
I speared my soul with the
Guilt that was yours
With the
Shame that I took on
For you.
You, who were oblivious to me as a person.
You, who were totally undeserving of my efforts to protect you.
You, who never saw me;
Only a plaything, a toy, an object
To be done to.
But now,
The words have flowed.
The omerta has been broken.
The chains of your silence are smashed.
People have listened
People have believed
I am no longer alone
I am believed.
And you?
You are evil, guilty, shameful and shameless.
You do not have the right to decide what I say.
You are nothing.
I am everything.
I am me.
I am proud.
I am here.
And I’m not going away.