Voiceless....
It's so hard becoming older after being impacted and had been inflicted by so much pain. From so much past abuse after years of trying to reach out a hand for hope that someone would notice something or any small detail that might lead to hope. for a chance for someone to finally feel safety and relief. Its just so hard after years of being neglected by those who cause so much pain who act as if nothing happened are the same ones who forced you to do the same. Forced you to hold your tongue and took your voice away took the last thing that made you feel you had some type of power and the last thing that was a part of you.
Know many years later its hard realizing they can't keep me from speaking up and that you can get your strength and power back . It is hard to think how important words can be untill someone comes along to steal your voice and every single word and sound you may or could utter out. Especially. When those could of been the very things you thought no one could take away untill they do and it makes you feel it's your fault you couldnt save yourself....
Many yours later I am slowly trying to get my voice back and slowly learning to not keep silent but try to move forward and try to use those words that were taken away. Use them in away to warn myself and others and to heal the past me...