The Truth

I can feel each strike of pain they sent through my brain

Words like daggers and bats 

Beat into my head 

Life threatening blows

My sight blurring in the maddening rush of blood and tears

Everyone watched as they slowly murdered my innocence

My hopes and dreams splattered across the piercing white walls

Each person passed

Sprinkling their own pinch of salt into my already swollen wounds

I am the victim of life

Blood and oxygen and humans the assailants

My drunk mother 

The one who violently pushed me into the lions den

I don't love her

Please someone take her

My frail and unknowing body snatched up in the jaws of a bloodthirsty alpha

The first verbal and physical rapist I encountered  

I'm the prey that was too stupid to know 

To blind to notice that teeth tearing into flesh and hands blackening skin meant hate

How was I to know when that was my whole life

One after another

Friends

Allies

Family

My screams so silent that they were deafening 

They poured their salt and fire into my vein

Poured it into the wounds they personally gave me

Or will bestow upon me

I am not stronger

These scars are still wounds

Eventually my quiet and painful screams will force the knife to rape my skin

The scars tearing open again

Others verbal fists indenting my skull until I'm beyond reconcilable by anyone

Even my mirror

The magic mirror

As kids they forced it into our soft heads

Happily ever after burned into our thoughts

We wait and wait for that long awaited happy ending

Some realize too soon that it's a lie

A fairy tale to keep us sick and alive

I'm sorry

I'll beat you myself to prove that I'm right

It's wrong but it needs to be said

No one will put their bats down for the omegas 

Stories are lies

Dear mom

You're a monster

Reviews

[cdowning]

Strong ending. I love this piece, well done.

[wordman]

I guess people just don`t realize how abuse effects others,or just don`t care