December 6, 2023

As a Survivor

believe me friend

believe 


my truth

screaming from

my scarred throat

raw from yelling

trying to be heard


believe me friend

believe 


my innards were

stolen 


o believe me friend

believe 


the raised scars

tattooing my body

they must be seen

before they reopen


believe

believe me


nightmares don’t wake me but

haunt my days

o my friend (?)

hear me


nightmares of anguish and 

reliving the fear

feeling the pain

jailed in this mind of my own

(is it mine?)


believe 

believe me


sitting in a chair

twice a week

asking someone

anyone

to hear me

(why won’t you?)


o my dearest old friend

believe my truth


believe 

believe me instead

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