Abuse Survivors

In the silence of shadows, where whispers reside,

A journey begins, with the heart as my guide.

Each fracture a story, each scar a refrain,

In the tapestry woven from courage and pain.

I walk through the echoes of nights filled with dread,

But the strength in my spirit, it cannot be shed.

With each breath I take, I reclaim my own space,

Turning trauma to triumph, reclaiming my grace.

The weight of the past may cling like a shroud,

Yet I rise like the phoenix, resilient and proud.

For in every struggle, a warrior is born,

With the dawn of each day, I am reborn.

I’ll speak for the silent, hold hands in the fight,

Together we’ll shine through the darkest of nights.

In the power of truth, we break every chain,

As survivors, united, we’ll heal from the pain.