Power

Power

I lie here in the dark,
Tears silently streaming.

Next to me, my young daughter,
Who is peacefully dreaming.

My body aches,
Where it once was defiled.

The pain is stored,
From when I was a child.

Make the thoughts stop,
So that I can sleep.

The memory so violent,
It makes me weep.

My breath shakes,
My jaw clenches tight,

I dread the recall,
That haunts my night.

It hurts, it hurts,
And I hear my young cries;

With each feeling remembered,
A small part of me dies.

I see the horrors inflicted,
On a frightened young girl,

I feel her pain now,
Carrying the weight of her world.

But from death,
Comes new life.

I'll survive this anguish,
This nightmare and strife.

I'll endure the pain,
In mind, soul and body.

So that the trauma is freed,
Healing all that broke me.

No more of my life,
Will I lose to his anger.

My strength is now,
The one true danger.

For I am rising above,
All the despicable crimes,

Inflicted upon me,
Far too many times.

I remember now,
So I can heal.

Let truth set me free,
For my power is real.