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Darby Nigeria
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In Mental Health 2 min read
Marked by Time: Surviving Fate
<p>It was the third of Jan, 2020, I was 11,</p><p>He crept in late, my room became his heaven.</p><p>Mom and sis gone, lil sis asleep,</p><p>He forced his hand, left me crying deep.</p><p>I cried, I cried, I cried in the night,</p><p>I hid, I hid, I hid from the fright.</p><p><br/></p><p>I threatened to tell, he cursed and knelled,</p><p>“Mom would pay too if your story swelled.”</p><p>I shook, I shook, I shook in my bed,</p><p>I waited, I waited, fear in my head.</p><p><br/></p><p>Two weeks later, he crossed the line,</p><p>Hands where no father should intertwine.</p><p>Mom asleep, I shrank from fright,</p><p>I froze, I hid, survived the night.</p><p>I froze, I froze, I froze in the dark,</p><p>I survived, I survived, I survived the mark.</p><p><br/></p><p>I’d just turned 12, fear like a drum,</p><p>Beneath the table, his touch would come.</p><p>Mom asked, “Are you okay?” I lied, “I try,”</p><p>Gifts came later, bribes I could not buy.</p><p>I hated him close, despised him near,</p><p>His presents meant nothing, they couldn’t clear.</p><p>I hated, I hated, I hated the pain,</p><p>I endured, I endured, I endured the chain.</p><p><br/></p><p>I was 13 when he left, light returned,</p><p>Peace and quiet, my heart slowly burned.</p><p>I breathed, I breathed, I breathed in the sun,</p><p>I healed, I healed, my life begun.</p><p><br/></p><p>At 14, he tried to change, act less grim,</p><p>But gifts and smiles couldn’t erase the sin.</p><p>I stayed wary, kept my pace,</p><p>Trust wasn’t given, it had its place.</p><p>I watched, I watched, I watched him try,</p><p>I guarded, I guarded, my mind, my sky.</p><p><br/></p><p>I was 15 when he came back, relentless and vile,</p><p>Night and day, I endured each trial.</p><p>Four, five times, my voice denied,</p><p>I braced, I bowed, strength deep inside.</p><p>I braced, I braced, I braced for the storm,</p><p>I survived, I survived, I kept my form.</p><p><br/></p><p>At 16, I exist, I breathe, I clutch my hope,</p><p>I survive, I endure, I grope for scope.</p><p>I rise, I rise, I rise from the pain,</p><p>I endure, I endure, I will remain.</p>
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