Words Of Silence

By arshaemerson

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For so long I was scared to tell anyone, to go against my abuser and speak up. In this poetry book Sarah is d... More

Stage 2= fighting
Stage 3= healing
Stage 4= love after

Stage 1= Drowning

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By arshaemerson

My family makes me feel like a ocean
Only beautiful only enjoyable
When I'm watered down
-growing up with ADHD

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Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning

It's sudden it hits me like a wave shoving me underwater

I'm trying to breath
Trying to swim

But I'm stuck

Sometimes my body feels heavy
But empty at the same time
Like I'm carrying the weight
Of everything I lost

Sometimes all I can bring myself to do is sit under my desk and stare into nothing
I don't want to write
I don't want to talk
I don't want a hug
I want to not exist for even just a moment

I want to scream, scream as loud as I can punch the wall smash some glass
So you can see
How much damage you have caused
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I don't feel like me anymore
I feel like the kid you assaulted
And nothing more

Sometimes breathing reminds me of you
Cause we both breathe

I can't escape it
I never can

I've tried
I've sprinted

But I can't get away from it
Because u won't fucking admit it

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Merry Christmas
I hope you have an excellent time at my grandparents house

20 minutes away from me
23 kilometres distance
Between me and the hands that wrongfully stole my innocents

I know you have to be thinking of me
My pictures are up at your parents house
I'm unavoidable
I hope all you get for Christmas is overwhelming
Inescapable
Guilt

For turning a sweet kid into a problem
An annoying
A depressed
A mentally I'll
A unfocused
Problematic
Lazy
Lifeless
Corpse that's somehow walking

I hate who I am
I love who I could have been

If you didn't mold my mind with knives
Instead of gentle hands

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I wonder who I would have been

If you didn't push me on a diffrent track

I was athletic
I was in dance and sports
I was smart I had wonderful grades
I was mostly well liked

Yes I'm comparing myself to someone not even in second grade

Cause I was on the right track
Although I endured trauma I forgot what it was

I wonder who I would have been if you didn't mold me into a different person every holiday when your hands touched me instead of Christmas presents

I wonder who I would have been if you didn't fuck up my development

If I hadent spent middle years in hospital
If I didn't have to fight to simply live
If I didn't have to ghost my family

If I wasn't mentally I'll
If I didn't have adhd
If I was everything I could have been
Before I was molested as a kid 
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I hate you
Not the kind of hate where I just don't like you or the kind when I'm being dramatic
I hate you
Really truly
With every cell in my body
Hate you

And it's the kind of anger the kind of rage
That overflows
It drowns everything else in my life
And all I feel is anger

Since I was 11
I go to therapy
I go to my psychiatrist
I take my meds
I do the worksheets
I try so hard

And for awhile I feel better
But it always come back
And what I've come to find out
Is it always will

My therapist told me one  this will keep happening the depressive episodes
The crisis I'll learn to cope with them but I'll always have them

Every time you decided to touch me
To abuse me
You altered my brain development
And I have to live with it

When I'm university
When I'm a mom
When I'm a therapist
When I'm adult
This feeling will always show up

The flashbacks
The feeling so disgusting I actually puke
The dissociation
The depression
The anxiety
The everything else fucked up with my brain

That's because of you
You weren't my creator
But it was your hands that wired me this way

Its weird that someone that used to attend my birthday partys
Is the reason I've almost not had a next one

You aren't god
But you flooded me with water
Until I couldn't breath

You created the ocean I'll always be somewhat drowning in

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To you it's over it's a closed case

But this is book I'm always reading
The pages your closing are the pages I'm living in

This doesn't end for me
It never does
You were my one chance of closing a chapter I almost died in
But u added a semicolon
It just keeps going
And going

And now she gets to breathe fresh air
She's celebrating a close call

And I'm thinking about when my life ending was a close call

How hard I had to fight
How strong I had to be to finally speak
Even when my dad tried to silence me
Guilt trip me

You'll be a grandma one day
That thought makes me sick
You will be a grandma
Living your life
And no one will know
because of you I'm fighting for mine

What now
What do I do now
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For a year
I've been told just wait
The crown will make a decison soon
Keep going you will get justice
Ive been surviving to get the answers
I almost died asking

What now
You walk away free
The case is over
What next

I just live my life
You just live your life

You grow old become a grandma
You have Christmas with the whole family

I'm the one living in a jail trapped
No choice but to what move on

Move on from the biggest part of me
Move on from the hands that strangled me

I still have more memories to uncover but nothing to do with them

Case closed
You closed the pages
I got millions of paper cuts trying to open

What now
I got the answers to the questions
I almost died asking

What do I do

How can I live with this
Knowing
You got away with murder

You killed the innocent part of me

Yet I'm the one imprisoned
Nothing I can do
Hands tied

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Cemetery
My heart has always felt so heavy
It wasn't until now I realized
It's because apart of me
My innocence
Is baried 6 feet under ground
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Shared dna
I tried everything
I cut my hair I dyed it
I cut it more
Grew it out
I Pierced my skin
My nose my ears
Anything to not look like you
Anything to hide the fact we share the same blood
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Envy
Your other nieces love you
They look up to you
They think of u as the fun aunt
The person they can talk to
I'm so happy for them
I'm so happy for you having fun and living freely while I'm trying to scrub my skin clean
From the traces you left a decade ago
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Impatient
Every day I wake up in hope
That i won't think of you
Every wish I cast
Is a plea to heal from what you did to me
I want to heal
But if I heal doesn't that mean
What you did was okay?
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Stomach flu
Sometimes I feel sick
When I remember you are able to think of me
I feel as if you shouldn't be allowed to
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Shape shift
Sometimes I feel like the mirror is a shape shifting device
Because somehow when I look at it
I only see you
-being sexually assaulted by your own blood
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I swear to god sometimes when I think of you for a second
Parts of me die my heart stops beating
My organs shrivel up
And I'm nothing but the little girl
You assaulted
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All the birthdays
All the Christmas's
The Easter's
The games
The hugs
You knew
You knew what you did
You knew how it was affecting me
Or how it would
How can you tell someone you love them
Knowing your the reason they can't love themselves
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Passed down
Like a chronic illness that has u in a choke hold
It gets passed down
Like a disease
It's hard to be angry at you
Knowing you are a victim too
I'm still angry at you I always will be
But the part of me that will always care about others before myself
Hopes your okay
If molesting me made you feel like you got your innocence back I'm happy for you
I will live without my innocence I will live with this whole in my chest
Because I never want someone else's innocence
I will not continue this pattern even if everyone else is
It runs in the family
Evil in my very blood
Your evil now
But to who you were as a child I want to hug you
And steer you in a direction that wouldn't make you hit me with the car
I want to go to whoever started this cycle
I want to beat them to a pulp
Because centuries later
This family
Is still infected
Still diseased
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I can't go to my own grandmas funeral
And my dad won't be able to go there and heal without seeing someone who hurt me
I'm so sorry
I ruined family events for everyone I'm so sorry
That I spoke up for myself and disgregarded ur feelings
I'm so sorry that grandma won't get her whole family at her funeral because
I can't stand one person
And if I go that means my abuser isn't which mean grandma doesn't get her grand daughter

I'm ruining everything
I ruin things
I should have kept my mouth shut
Auntie was right
Please forgive me I'm so fucking sorry please
I didn't choose this
Please I didn't mean for this to happen
Please I didn't ask to be molested
Please belive me
I'm so sorry
I'm sorry I'm sorry
I'm sorry I'm sorry
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Poetry about being alive but suicidal

Like a dog in a kennel longing to run through the grass feel the breeze against ur skin
But u cant, it's not even a option because when u get to do that is out of your control

That's how I feel. Wanting to die but my parents took the knifes the cords, went through my room and I'm trapped in a life I don't want to be living,

Continuously Shot,  in pain but u won't die  stuck alive in pain with the bullet wounds

Claustrophobic in ur own skin that somehow doesn't even feel like yours, because someone stole apart of you.

I know the world needs me in it I've heard that but I don't the need the world

The same world who gave me these scars the same world that hurt me like this

One thing I crave more than anything else in the world is to die but I'm in cage

Longing to leave
To flea
This pain
But I can't
If I could I would believe me  but
I can't
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You are safe here no need to worry you know these people you are safe I promise

I promise?.. I trusted her even when her hands were on my body I trusted her when she told me this was just a bath

I trusted her when she said she needed  to wash other places...  I even trusted her when she started to ask me things like do u like that

So no mom I'm not safe I don't trust anybody anymore

I think that was when my voice left me when I was 7 I mean I have a voice but it's not mine it's not the truth it's not what I want to say,
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The darkness is coming back

It's starting to be familiar again
I want to escape it again
But this time I wonder if I'm the darkness and that's why I can never escape it

Maybe i have to kill the darkness even if that means I go with it

All I want is the pain to end this never ending cycle

Am I giving up again?  Am I going to give in to all of my urges?
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