It was helpful to find someone to talk to about my childhood abuse and not feel judged. Thank you. 
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Anon (2)
Hidden secrets
No one knows,
Dirty lies
And violent blows.
My cries of pain
My silent screams,
And your cruel actions
Haunt my dreams.
For you to stop
I begged and pleaded,
But my cries of pain
You never heeded.
You hurt me more
You held me still,
You did sick things
Against my will.
As a child
I was bruised and broken
Of what you did
I'd never spoken.
Years have passed
From those days.
Yet bruised and broken
I remain.
Not alive
Not yet dead,
What you did
Left scars in my head.
In my mind
And in my soul,
What you did
Left a big, black hole.
And all the hurt
That you caused me
Made demons in my mind
To taunt and torment me.
You took my innocence
You hurt me so,
I trusted you
And you left me hollow.
In my mind
And in my heart
Your sick actions
Tore me apart.
I was a child
So trusting and so meek,
And you kept me
So afraid and so weak.
But now, daddy,
I know you were wrong
And though the pain won't leave
I'll fight and be strong.
Because what you did
Will not keep me broken,
I will stand tall
From my nightmares awoken.
I will grow
And I will try
To overcome the pain
My spirit will not die.
Though what you did
Hurts me still
I won't give up
Or surrender my will.
For I know it now
I am a fighter.
For I know it now
I'm a survivor.
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