Was it because she wasn’t strong enough?
I was lucky she never broke any bones.
I was unlucky she never broke any bones.
The marks were never big enough.
My fear, pain, and anxiety was never obvious enough.
The tension in my body snapping and flinching
when anyone touched me was never clear enough.
I did not know that I was supposed to or had to
speak loud enough for you to hear me.
So, I lived brutalized, and terrorized;
Made fun of at school and beat at home.
The only respite I had was in my walking
to and from.
The only peace I had was sleeping
but I could not extend such freedom
into eternity, because death would not have me.