Rape
Nov 15, 2002
“Raped my body
Mutilated my soul.
I fear not what you have done to me
But what I have done since you left
I am no longer scared of what I feared the most
It has already been done–
And only the invisible scars remain
Hollow feelings and vacant expressions are all I can offer
Who am I really?
22 years old and just now remembering my 16th year.
Proof is only visible when you choose to see it
Vicious flashbacks of a monster
Reminds me of why I was always scared of them
Torn clothes and flesh
Left only for me to retrieve in due time
Ripped emotions out of my body
Restored only with one hand on my stomach
I find myself in a peaceful place
Happy to be out of the Hell that I once was in
The comfort of not knowing would have been my ultimate demise
Sanity resides when denial is destroyed
Forgiving but not forgetting is my goal
Who can ever be free of pain?
We are all called to merely help those along the way
Our reward is ourselves being helped along with them
Rage has departed and compassion has entered
Understanding is what made that possible
I shall sleep soundly
Knowing that my faith will get me where I need to be.”
-Shea
Forgiveness can only exist if there is a reason for it. For years, I tried to figure out why this happened to me. The answer came in the form of forgiveness.
I have to wonder what must have happened to my attacker to make him commit such a vicious crime? I pray for him and hope that he has found truth.
I would be trapped if I continually was victimized by this situation.
I have been able to share my story with so many troubled teens (and adults).
We all just want to know that we are not alone in our struggle.
Honestly, I don’t know if I would even go back and change it if I could. I am so grateful for the people that God has brought into my life because of it.
The bigger crime would be if I let it dominate and run my life–so I choose forgiveness.
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