5/15 Domestic violence isn't just physical. |
It's not dying we fear; it's living with the fear. Every slap, every kick, every degrading remark... physical scars heal. But words aren't just words. They're what we hear when you're not around. Rearranging our DNA. Reprogramming the code of all we know. Turning us mute like a robot servant. We become the silent you, breaking ourselves down internally until all we have left is a battered body that struggles to think for itself. We're your Trojan Horse. And we'll fight anything but you because we lack the will to battle even with ourselves. We know you won't stop; you can dress us up, or feed us well, or say you're sorry, but the flowchart always points back to your control. If we can't say something, we never will. If not now, then when? When it's too late? When the lust for more power is too weighty to overcome? How much is too much? Where do we draw the line, and when can we finally stop fearing it'll happen again? Our silence is suicide to complacency's murder. We do not have to fear the living afterwards when we finally make our voices heard. (Line count: 35 lines.) |