In the shadows of silence, my voice finds its light
Echoing truths, in the stillness of night
They label it complaints, not knowing my strife
Each word a fragment of my life
“Stop blaming,” they chide, as if it’s a game
Yet blame was the lesson, the echo of shame
Families, they say, harbor secrets dark
But mine shrouds pain, leaving a mark
No hush, no quiet, for the one in the fray
Only I’m told to move on, find my own way
Tears cascade in the darkness so deep
While they rejoice, for the silence I keep
But hear me now, my words unbound
In the depths of my soul, my truth is found
No longer silenced, no longer to drown
My voice, my story, forever unbound
Just another version of a poem that’s already been written. Really, it’s about finding my voice and sharing my story that’s been forced to be silent my entire life. People would rather tell you you’re crazy and shame you for speaking your truth, than realizing there’s something they could’ve done about your life but turned a blind eye instead. Silencing victims is the way we stay victims, and I am not a victim, I am a survivor. If someone has a victim mentality, there’s likely someone, or many someone’s, making them stay that way through the use of guilt, manipulation, and gaslighting.
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