There are those that find themselves,
many times over,
in situations of abuse.

A pattern, repeated time and time again.
The victim doesn’t understand.
The blame must be hers.
Stupid, stupid girl.

After the abuse,
the bruises are gone,
and the sore places on her body have healed.

But she is left with the humiliation,
the shame,
the filth.
That sticks to her body like ****.

She believes she is the essence of filth.
So she separates her body from her heart.


For protection.