Poem -

victim

blaming the system

victim

it was four years ago
still trying to heal and grow 
it was september 
my mind is trying to forget but my body will always remember 
and i am filled with anger 
i need some answers 
blaming the system 
tell me. how am i not the victim?
even though i have aged
the memories remain
the perspective of how i see the world with my eyes
how can one day have changed my whole life?
the prints are stained on me forever 
and i am just trying to get better 
but no amount of therapy sessions will ever give me enough strength to scrub myself clean
to erase all of the traces, trauma and flashbacks of what happened to me as a teen
and i just feel so guilty i should have said something earlier 
maybe if i had spoken 
there would have been two less girls broken 
still blaming the system 
tell us 
HOW ARE WE NOT THE VICTIM?

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