Poem -
The Hatred of a Sheep
Should I hate my lack of horns
The lack of murder in these trembling legs
Should I hate the softness
That surrounds my body in place of thorns
Or should I hate the fangs
That tear through it with practised ease
Should I hate the claws
The way they redden in my fleece
I am scabby and ugly
Missing limbs and skin
Hating, I walk on
Like the rest of my kin
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Hello Sad Girl...
I hope this isn't true for you...
Sometimes, I think some wishes I make goes somewhere where they just don't come true...
I wished no one would ever have to experience that...
Even a Holding Tank would release something or grow something?
The Nightmare of trying to Catch the person and the the horror it takes to try and have them prosecuted not even talking about to the fullest extent of the Law...
That takes memory, determination, survival, pain endurance, humiliation endurance more often than not...
Multiple Court Dates, Strangers asking the same questions over and over again when it would be so much easier if they could just exchange notes...
Holding out from a Scrub Hard 10 hour shower...
After that still feeling dirty...
It's amazing how some people after time of counseling, healing, some try to do it on their own but, that's not always a good idea...
Trauma has different levels...
They may need someone to talk to and unfortunately the best one is the one who had their own experience...
The Survivors...
Not everything is Text Book...
Some turn there Mess into a Message of care and concern for other victims who are in their presence...
Some Write Books...
To get there they know they're not the only one and they're an Overcomer...
Which comes from taking back their power...
Determination...
Strength...
Forgiveness...
The first step is talking about it...
When you don't get revenge...
Karma does it a whole lot greater and never has to see a Judge or deal with the Police...
You can be taking a nap...
Sometimes, it seems like it's taking a real long time...
The Longer the wait...
They don't usually stand back up or breathe...
No huffing, blowing, stomping, pressing, nothing makes them puff again...
Pray for them genuinely...
...
Keep on Going...
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
sparrowsong
Survival is THE GREATEST REVENGE...
😂