Where Is She
Subdued

Trigger Warning: Abuse
Here in this place of loss
In my mind
A cold cave
Dark and quiet
I remember me
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I was once human
Spinning about the poplar trees
Before age dealt its hand
Life banging on the door
Demanding I succumb
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But life happened
It threw me against walls
It took my innocence
It reached down my pants
It made me a slave
Hung by depravity
-
It hollowed me out
Sharpened the ends
Falling down forever
Off the cliff
A dream that never ends
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A child’s innocence
Lost by men’s loneliness
Anger and insecurity
A rightful act
Their property
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Take the sweet girl
Take what’s left of her
As if they all knew
I wasn’t the type to scream
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Forty years now
I’m still afraid
Of their rough hands
The way they stare
The muscle and the hair
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How do I find
Me again
Before they slithered into
The cracks of my youth
The fly of my jeans
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How do I become
Free of the shame
The jaded thing
That still twists inside of me
Calling out
To be me
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The woman I was supposed to know
The girl that was supposed to grow
The mother that should’ve known
But I was left all alone
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How do I find me
After forty years of running
Away from the girl
From you and him
From all of them
About the author
Casey Promise Thompson
I’m a Visual Artist, Omnist, Wordsmith and Chronic Daydreamer. Most of my work is fictional/fantasy short stories and poetry. See more below:
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