Poem about betrayal by family
A Poem about victim blaming and sexual abuse How will I ever slay this beast, If those who should plea my cause, Keeps severing my peace, It's all her fault, It's what she wanted, Don't believe anything she says, It's all a lie, How will I ever slay this beast, When my perpetrator's ego, Is of more value than my peace, They've turned their ears from hearing from my truth, They've hated me instead, I'm the perpetrator, they're the victim, Just a dose of my truth is too loud for their ears, It’s too bitter for them to digest, It’s not welcomed in their space, Yet, all these years I’ve kept it bottled within me, All the pain, guilt, and shame! Night and day, I’ve wrestled with this beast, But I’ve never found the strength that, Could set me free, From the fear that they wouldn’t believe me, Yet...