ESCAPE FROM MY SHAME

                            




 I run and I run but I can't get away                                    

From a past that calls to me, more everyday.


 I can't eat, I can't sleep, I just lie there awake

I'm lost in my pain. How much more can I take?


 The memories haunt me, I try to escape

I relive every moment of my long ago rape(s)
                                 
                              

I'm so damn lost and alone and truly afraid.

For the trauma they caused me, I wish they had paid.

                                   

 I didn't speak out, just gave up, ran away

It's like they still own me, like I'm still their prey.
                                    

But I'm at a crossroads. I need to fight the attack

Speak up for us victims, take my life back.
                                     

I will no longer run. I'll be brave, I'll be strong.

Because..

WE'RE NOT THE ONES THAT DID ANYTHING WRONG.


*If you have been raped or sexually assaulted, YOU are NOT alone.
Please reach out and call the National Sexual Assault Hotline at
1-800-656-4673* Together we are stronger


POETRY WRITTEN BY


ERYONA DUNBAR
                                                                              

                                          

                                

                                                                      

                                   

Comments

Anonymous said…
Sweet, I hear, but feel it to the core, Wishing I could soar, making me yearn for more. Keep on keepin on!
Eryona Writes! said…
Thank you! Writing is the best form of therapy that I could ever ask for. Writing about my pain and trauma has really helped me on my self healing journey. I really appreciate your support!
Anonymous said…
I am astounded at the strength you have, just to put this in words, and then publish it! You are a voice for all of the ones that unfortunately suffer in silence. As a father of three girls, I am proud of you!!
Eryona Writes! said…
Honestly, it wasn’t anywhere near as hard as I thought it would be. Makes me wish I didn’t hide from my pain and from writing for twenty plus years. It’s just so healing for me to write. I started feeling lighter and happier almost immediately!

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