A strong survivor’s words to her abuser.

I Dare You

A dare you say?

Yes, those were my words?

I can repeat them.

If that’s what you prefer?

You see, I’m not afraid of you anymore.

You can’t hurt me, like you did before.

The scars I carry are nothing but a reminder.

I no longer look through swollen eyes, I wear no blinders.

I see you now for what you truly are.

A beast, not a man, just another monster.

That little girl you abused in the past.

She died where you left her, lying in the shattered glass.

A woman takes her place, and she is not afraid.

She’s not your servant, punching bag or maid.

I am no longer your victim, I have escaped your demon.

You’re on the other side now, rotting in prison.

You are where you belong, and yes I put you there.

Not an ounce of fear within me, regardless of your stare.

I will sit on that stand with my head held high.

Tell the jury my story of abuse, how I almost died.

And for no reason at all, I was merely a child.

I wasn‘t bad, didn‘t misbehave or go wild.

You were just bigger and stronger, without a purpose.

I will stare you down merciless, knowing you deserve it.

Karma has come for you, and she has no sympathy.

My quest won’t be complete, until I hear the word guilty.

Now you see, what it was like for me all those years.

Having your cries fall upon def ears.

You may have won the battle, but I shall win the war.

The woman on the other side of this glass, isn’t afraid anymore.

I will finish what you started, I didn’t come here to loose.

Challenge me and you’ll see, I dare you!

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  • VoIP on Aug 19, 2011

    Strong.

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