This is My Truth

I'm that girl;

The one who carries hidden scars from the past,

Hidden scars from past bruises on the body, soul,

And mind.

I'm that girl;

The one who speaks honestly about her pain,

Only to find herself walking alone in the rain.

Im that girl,

The one who suffered in silence;

While they used me as a physical human

Punchbag, and a mental one too.

While they;

The ones who were supposed to help me,

Left me suffering deep wounds,

Deep scars;

Things a person can't just forget.

I'm that girl,

The one who suffered alone with

her truth;

While everyone denied it,

Tried to manipulate her into not speaking it;

By filling her head with lies,

Telling her she's mental,

And saying "It never happened."

Let me tell you;

Whether you like it or not,

I am that girl;

And today, I am this girl,

Trapped between womanhood,

And childhood,

Because of an abusive past, I never asked for.

I am that girl.

And,

This is my truth;

For my truth must be told.