Broken And Damaged Poem by Confidence Obidiaso

Those horrific nights, demons haunted me
Uncle Kunle's actions, a trauma to set free
But how could I, when I didn't know the way?
Bound body and soul, a prisoner I'd stay

Memories of his deeds, I'd relive in pain
Feeling dirty, small, and handicapped, in vain
Trapped and helpless, with no escape in sight
The voices in my head, a constant, cruel light

Everything felt like my fault, a weight to bear
Longing to break free, but with no one to share
Father, absent and distant, never around
Too busy trying to be a man, without a sound

Mother, a perfectionist, always wrong
The last person I'd turn to, her help would be too long
I'd rather bear the pain alone, than risk her scorn
And so it eats away at me, leaving me forlorn

Sometimes I wonder, how Mother achieved her fame
When in reality, she doesn't know a mother's name
Forgiving Father might be easy, but Mother, I need help
To let go of the pain, and the anger that I've kept.