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Steady rocking

Silent steady rocking behind the bedroom closet door beaten down and broken but its just her heart that's sore
scratches down her arms faint hand prints around her neck she doesnt feel the pain from the her beauty he made a wreck
all she can feel is her calm and steady rocking as she quietly sings her self away while at her front door there is a knocking
She knows she has to ignore it from the tingling in her cheeks shel have to hide away this time for at least another week
cancelled plans with family she cant take the baby out her her apperance would draw to many questions she cant chance being seen about
its there little secret and she helps him hide it well years of living life this way theres not one person that she would ever trust to tellĀ 
the house is now in order everything not broken has been arranged back into place youd never no there secret because shes learned to hide her faceĀ 
broken bones and bite marks infused with sexual abuse told that she was nothing but a servant for his use
years are gone and she is a bit bolder now physically she is alive but mentally I dont know how
Sometimes the numbing wall she created for her own self preservation allows her to fight back before remembers she sould act with hesitationĀ 
more years have now gone by she is unable to recall the the last time when she was allowed to laugh and talk or even have a friendĀ 
she stares at the ground in public stops responding to her name the only thing she assosiates her self with is stinging cringe of shame
She is now a shell a hollow sillouette of her former self and after all her loyal years he decides it time to put her on a shelfĀ 
he now needs someone more outgoing who likes to get all prettied up while deep inside both nowing hes the one who drained the fountain of her youth from her cup
but now that he has left her she allowed herself the slightest glimmer of hope that maybe shed find happiness once she unlearned everything she had to learn just to daily cope
5 years have now gone by at the door there is a knock she is no longer abused but still behind closed closet doors you can find her silent and steadily rocking

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Terry Kay

RaeRae, This was very touching to me and nicely pinned. I can relate there was a time I hid myself to hide what was happening inside. Enjoyed!

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Rae Rae

I'm still not sure if its my insecurities that question if people are commenting positively just to be nice or if my writing is really any good...but I gladly welcome each and every comment being able to use my passion while letting my past go is a remarkably free and strengthening experience. Thank you for your time ???

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Terry Kay

Noooo girl you have a gift. Don't doubt it. Tony helped me to be bolder not pondering if I should post a writing for days and days. But I understand your feeling and right there with you. No reason for insecurities here at Cosmo. That's my true feeling. God Bless!

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Rae Rae

Thank you so much...feeling confidence levels rising?

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Terry Kay

Reach for the top and don't stop! I will be looking for your next write.. let it flow right out of the depths of your soul....God Bless you...

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