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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.

 

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