'Echoes from my soul, a painful refrain
A childhood marred by trauma, torture, and pain
A trusted figure, a manipulator, a defiler
Who stole my innocence, my voice, my childhood's shine
Mother was absent, Father busy, distracted
Leaving me vulnerable, with no protection
The only male figure present, a predator in disguise
Who exploited my trust, my youth, my tender eyes
He warped my mind, manipulated my thoughts
Made me believe I was to blame, that I was the fault
But now, as an adult, I'm reclaiming my story
Breaking free from the chains of shame, of silence, of glory
I'm undoing the damage, healing, rising above
Finding my voice, my strength, my resilience, my love'
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