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Silenced
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Personal (Hope) I've spent my entire life
cowering in their shadow,
ridiculed and silenced.
I lost my voice,
drowned out by
their fault-finding.
They cut me deep until
I was bleeding
from the inside.
They suffocated me
until my oxygen tank
was empty.
I lost my will to live
because they made
my life a hell.
I thought it was my own mind,
but their influence
seeped into my pores.
They made me who I am-
a product of criticism,
the heir to their negativity.
And while, I shouldn't
take all the blame,
I can't play victim forever.
I might have been brainwashed,
but I can't always
use that as an excuse.
No one else will break the silence;
no one else can break the cycle
except for me.
I have to take responsibility
for the the choices I've made,
for succumbing to their grooming.
Their words pierced me
in ways I'm still realizing,
and I've only scratched the surface.
But I can't stand idly
and give into this life
built on self-destruction.
