I think I know what gnaws at my heart
My friend - I opened up a part
Of my soul, left closed for so long
Only for you to ask if I knew it was wrong
My friend -
You -
Who claim to be a defender of women
A counsellor of those in pain
I thought you'd react different
From all those others I told
You threw the guilt and shame I carried
Right back onto my burdened -
Anxiety ridden self - that little shadow
Of a scared little girl who still lives in fear
Unrelenting passive aggressive comments
Like a weight on my mind-
I am consumed once again by sadness
Over a battle I thought I had won
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