Silently, I am silent as my innocence is lost.
Other’s pretended not to see, never believing the cost.
My eyes, dry, I’ll never cry.
Walking away, I pretend to believe the unending lie.
It wasn’t me, it was some other, my body violated, disturbances of my mind.
I’ll forever to the past be blind.
Knowing the truth, knowing many perpetrators in the grave now lay.
The horror’s that were for me have gone away.
Trauma they’ve said, trauma, it is what it is.
But my dearest friend what did they miss?
My body it was used to keep quiet the one who tormented all others in that old house.
Now my dearest friend I’ve a covering of flab, never again will one desire this louse.
Forever the ones who tormented me are gone away; never again will them I see.
My silence once overwhelmed my mind, now reflects to another a steadfast memory.
My past, my childhood, lost, my youth spent, yet still my silence kept, as another has fallen softly to the grave.
In silence I remember, as my former tormentors fall as a mighty crashing wave.
Once the night it was a terror, once the day it was no better.
Today, I remember the apologies of one, and yet forever closed is the unspoken words in their final letter.
One on a hillside lies dormant and still.
Another into the ocean was cast, forgiven in silence even before he lay ill.
Yet, still amongst the living walk those who remain.
Having stolen innocence, they walk forgetting the child they can no longer name.
Rape, it is the crime the crime that falls silent, as I’ve walked once in shame.
Now safe, bundled in many layers, his name or his, I’ll never once name.
Once shamed now I am free.
My tormentors fallen fast into the darkest grave, and depts. of the sea.
Now silent those who once mocked at my shame, I walk free.
Knowing truly now, I was truly the child, the shame lies not with me.
Silent, I was, silent I am. But my dearest friend, we all soon will face our end.
My silence, my dear, it was for your very best friend.
I’ve no tears, for you see my friend I was innocent, a child, my dear my pain it was froze.
Now don’t you worry, I’ve come to terms with my fate, forever now my spirit will never doze-
Innocence lost, soon searching for true love, I’ve forever paid the cost.
My childhood, my youth, it is forever lost.
But my dear, look into my eyes, they are dry.
The past it is gone it is true, but my dear look at me, I’ve still a future left in my eye.
Past is past, today I’ve come to terms with what I once could not control.
My dearest friend, my soul it will never grow old.
Look again my friend; God has been gracious to me.
He’s removed those who once tormented and mocked, He has fully from the past set me free…
Torments delve deep.
But my friend for the past, I’ll never weep.
Gone may be my youth, it is true.
Gone my strength, gone many a suitor too.
But my dearest friend, it is in peace I now walk.
The past may mock, but today I’ve learned the cost of talk.
Silence as gold.
Many in the grave now lie, many more will soon go, and now this story is told.
The horror, it was, now is gone.
For you see, silence, time, and distance is truly gold. We all must move on…
Never linger over a bad memory.
If you must linger, remember it is past, bind it behind you, and move on, for truly you can in God’s grace be fully free…
