The journey to healing for child abuse survivors is long, painful and often very frustrating
My own journey continues and thankfully I have a companion along the way, the only other person who can understand our particular struggle because she was there too
We won a major legal battle this week thanks to her courage in standing up to our abusers but the war goes on
It can sometimes feel that no one is listening and I would like to share with you this poem written by my travelling companion as it sums up how we both feel at this moment in time
Poetic Justice.
Can you hear me? Is anybody there?
I’m blue in the face but you don’t care
about me.
The truth matters, that’s all I’ve said.
Yet no-one’s listening; it’s all in my head,
so I’m told.
‘I’ve never been better’, the one lie I’ve uttered.
I’m coated in clichés and my mind is cluttered
up with facts.
Protecting the innocents took over my life.
It’s my turn now and you’ve twisted that knife
for too long.
I witnessed your power being whittled away
when I talked about you in court that day,
at full volume.
Can you hear me now? I know you’re there,
red in the face but I don’t care
about you.
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