Dark-my heart is dark
(It’s not from my sin)
It’s like Nam.
Come up behind me; identify yourself!
(I’ve been traumatized by men.)
The enemy tracks me down
(I keep still and wait. Is it clear?)
I’m wounded!
(Not by a gun, but by men’s hands.)
I’ve survived the battle.
(I don’t feel proud of this war.)
Yet no one understands the darkens I carry.
(I can’t shake it.)
As time goes on the battle seems to fade away.
(The pain heals in layers.)
In the night hours, the crying is intense.
(It feels like yesterday.)
Rape before a bosom buds…..
Is like murdering an innocent creature.
Her heart is robbed and her childhood gone.
Her trauma is carried in a darkened heart for years!
Identify Yourself!