Broken in a Mirror
National Domestic Violence Awareness Month - My story
Where were you when I was imploding from the inside of all my broken pieces?
When I was hurting and bleeding.
Trying to keep breathing
With his hands around my neck
I was gasping for air
The back of my head hitting the floor as he was on top of me
Tears of sorrow streaming.
Deep inside my soul is screaming
In those moments my life was fleeting.
He was my killer and my savior
He took my life and returned it pleading.
"Forgive me" he kept repeating
As I lay there
In the dark
The angel of death gave my life new meaning
Again and again
Over and over
The same old story I kept reliving
I was alone and so forgiving
Where were you when you could have been the someone I was needing?
No one was ever there
I didn't have anyone
And I was afraid to stay
But more afraid to leave
He was my everything which sickened me
For he made sure I had nothing
Locking me up in the bedroom
Tying my hands and feet
Leaving me to sit there in silence
In fear
Being forever reminded
With the sting of his hand across my face
With the harsh words that cut me down
I was worthless and insignificant
My mentality was in despair
That was the abuse most damaging
Then one day he left me
Left me stranded and discarded
Saying that I was an unworthy piece of garbage
Saying I deserved this and he didn't care and never loved me
That is when I found my strength
Found out what it takes to be brave
To stand up when broken down
To rise above the anger and hate
It took him to leave me for me to leave him
But that was when I came to the conclusion that no matter what going forward
No man would ever hurt me again
I will never sacrifice myself for anyone
Especially not another him
After all, was said and done
I found myself staring at the reflection of a damaged woman
Where were you when I needed you?
"I was always here," said the mirrored me
"Waiting."
"For you to wake up and open your eyes and see your worth"
"And truly live your life"
I can now finally reply
I am awake and I can see
How far I have come
And the pain I had endured will always be a part of me
But now I can look in the mirror and I see me
The me that was all I ever needed to finally set myself free
~ Tia Dalu Souhrada
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