He's hurting me.
No response
I can't say it again.
It took all my strength the first time.
No response
Don't you care?
Aren't you going to help me?
He's hurting me!
No response
I can't stop him.
Why don't you say something?
No response
If you won't help me, no one will.
Green eyes in the mirror
stare back at me.
I'm not going to survive this.
Help me.
Green lakes return my gaze,
blinking through rivers
of fear and isolation.
No more words are heard,
as silence reverberates
through my mind.
Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 3:56 AM UTC
He's hurting me.
No response
I can't say it again.
It took all my strength the first time.
No response
Don't you care?
Aren't you going to help me?
He's hurting me!
No response
I can't stop him.
Why don't you say something?
No response
If you won't help me, no one will.
Green eyes in the mirror
stare back at me.
I'm not going to survive this.
Help me.
Green lakes return my gaze,
blinking through rivers
of fear and isolation.
No more words are heard,
as silence reverberates
through my mind.
We moved three years later, and the abuse stopped, but the silence continued for twelve years before I could admit what had happened to someone other than myself.
