A Letter for My Voice

I open my mouth but nothing came out

I wanted to say no but nothing came out.

I did not want to do what progressed

but my mouth stopped.

And he didn’t, Stop.

Can I blame me for what I did not say?

being numb as I laid.

Betrayed by my own body

Escaping the sound of a warning.

Asking my brain, does this still count?

When I did not have a say in what I allowed.

I threw away the memory,

erasing that part of my story.

Because nothing came out of my mouth

Yet my voice is here now.