Member Poem

One day we’ll no longer be here.
One day we won’t be in danger.
One day it will be worth it to live.
We only have to suffer for a year.

Everyday is like lighter fluid to the flames.
Just trying to be ok knowing I’ll never be the same.
I’m trying to stay sane and raise awareness to the name of abuse that’s holding me back.

Trying to hold on to my little bit of sunshine that gets further away each day.
Doing everything I can to not end up in an early grave.
Even if it seems like the only way.

Waiting for the day I am freed.
Freed from the shackles that are bound to my feet.
Freedom from the freezing sheets that are beneath my knees.

I’m on my knees praying to be freed,
Freed from the life that Is swallowing me whole.
I’m down on my knees again just waiting for a little hope.

One day we’ll no longer be here.
One day we won’t be in danger.
One day it will be worth it to live.
We only have to suffer for a year.

Cutting myself will only leave scars for them to question why I’m trying to die.
Like adding salt to wounds burning through and through.
Their words feel like bullets piercing through my wounds.

Sometimes it’s more than words.
It’s cold, long stares while staring at a specific part.
Like you won’t notice their eyes piercing through your skin.

They pretend you don’t exist and continue to do it again.
Trying to stay sane you just throw it in the bin full of the problems you tossed aside.
Just trying to forget everything again.

One day we’ll no longer be here.
One day we won’t be in danger.
One day it will be worth it to live.
We only have to suffer for a year.

Cutting
Hanging
Shooting
Stabbing

Many ways to die but it’s time to live for us.
Pleasing them only gets you a grave.