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Why did you hurt me, oh abuser of trust?
Why did you break me, reduce me to dust?
Why did you choose to inflict so much pain?
Why did you revel in driving me insane?
Why did you use your words as sharp knives?
Why did you strip me of my joy and my lives?
Why did you laugh as you shattered my soul?
Why did you view me as a mere puppet to control?
Why did you tear me down, piece by piece?
Why did you revel in my anguish, find peace?
Why did you paint me as a canvas for your rage?
Why did you keep me trapped within your cage?
Why did you silence my voice, my plea?
Why did you refuse to let my spirit be free?
Why did you manipulate and twist my reality?
Why did you revel in your own brutality?
Why did you choose to inflict scars that last?
Why did you erase my identity, my past?
Why did you enjoy the power you held over me?
Why did you fail to see the damage you'd decree?
But now I rise, a survivor, strong and brave,
No longer defined by the pain you gave.
I reclaim my worth, my voice, my might,
No longer trapped in your perpetual night.
So tell me, abuser, why did you do what you did?
For I've found strength in the chaos you forbid.
But the answers I seek may never come,
As I leave behind the battles you've won.
For I am resilient, a warrior unbroken,
And in my healing, my spirit has awoken.
No longer defined by your twisted reign,
I rise above, free from your cruel domain.
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