No Longer Am I Silent

I trust you my protector.
The person who is from my first breath is in my core.

The person who is supposed to care for me.

How could you treat me so horribly?

The mentality of a child is sensitive.

And you decided to be exploitive.

I wanted to cheer you up and be your emotional support through the divorce.

Then you started to slowly drain my life force.

I just wanted a break from all the blame and all the shame.

I no longer wanted to hear your lies or play your game.

I grew to not know that thing that stared back at me in the mirror.

I grew to not trust myself, my thoughts, and all the horror that was my anxiety became an unwelcome friend in my mind's interior.

Now I sit here through all these years of abuse, neglect, and silence.

And I still don't know to get out of this life-sentence of mental damnation.