a warrior is born

He held me captive 

for years in my own mind

I feared him the most 

He held me in my own prison walls 

He made me feel so low 

That looking back I have no idea who she was 

Teachers asked where you see yourself in 10 years 

I wanted to live, not just to survive

He held me deep in my thoughts

with no place to escape 

for years of torment 

a prisoner 

life without parole

I fought through flame, I fought through the storm

marks to remind me 

That I couldn't go back 

I fought to survive 

which taught me to live 

I am me 

The girl held deep in pain 

I rose to the top of my ever lasting hell 

I escaped his prison that he built inside my mind 

I broke free 

I became the warrior 

That I needed

Author's Note

when i first came i had no friends, i had no life, i was a girl so young who was lost hidden in the shadows of her own mind. held captive in horrible thoughts. A girl trying to survive with no one to listen. I wrote pain, i wrote the hurt because i had nothing else. I needed a will to live. I left years ago after my last poem. I thought that was going to be the end of me. but something rose in me something made me live and that is why i can finally say i got to be free of my own fathers prison.

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

A wonderful poem of self empowerment. Breaking free from the cycle of abuse and rising above the negativity of that pain. You inspire hope in your poem taylorrose. Continue to write and speak your strong voice so that others who suffer through similar circumstances know they too can be the warrior needed to free themselves of their pain.