She sleeps with secrets, pain and shame,
And all her emotions feel the same
She don’t even answer to her own name
She says ’’ just call me a statistic babe’’
Says I could die so easily
Just give up ever so quietly,
I’ve sold my freedom
my mind
my air.
Send this letter to my parents’
If they even care
It reads-
''Threw away my future
Dumped it like a stolen car
Now I’m chasing down shots in a dirty bar
When my old life just seems too far
Too far to go back to and too far to regain
Now I look at my world
And know everything has changed''
Author's Notes/Comments:
Normally I don't comment on anything I write, but I felt this was important to note. I found this poem from a while back, when I was living with a man in an abusive relationship. I was very said that night, thinking about how I had moved away from my family and friends, how much I missed my old life, how far removed I felt from my true self, and happiness. I wrote this feeling like I couldn't escape, but knowing that one day I would do. Eventually I did, and now I am back home away from that man, and almost a year out of my hell. For anyone reading this, it is possible to leave, if you have it in your heart, you can do it. I hope this helps someone out there. Much love, always. R X
