Being 9 years old, I did not understand the sick logic of an old man and his ungodly desire to violate a little girl. Why would the same person who brought so much joy to a family, bring pain? He was a lion in sheep’s clothing, and the least likely to ever be accused of such a crime against a child. The burden he placed upon us to “keep a secret”, is the ultimate breach of trust against generations of children.
He has been dead for many of years and I have been free from his unwanted touches for more than a few decades….but as a 45 year old Woman, I despise the haunting memories of the abuse.
What do I see in the depths of my heart? But a child so pure, innocent and set apart, Apart from the filth and innocence robbed, Apart from the trusting hands that cradled her soul, Took her aside and stole what was not theirs. Apart from lies and deep secrets untold, fears of the childhood nightmares continue to unfold. Open the window and depart I say Free the bird out of her cage Give her air, she can’t breathe, she suffocates from her childhood dreams.
Survivors, let’s RISE UP from the aftermath of childhood sexual abuse and break FREE of the curse.