Silent Victim, Strong Survivor

Whispers in the night, shadows of the past,

A little voice unheard, but the shadows never last.

Nine years old, they locked me in a cage,

Mommy and stepdad, raging like a storm, a nightly stage.

I was screaming silent, a heart that couldn’t tell,

Behind those heavy curtains, it was a living hell.

But then a hero came, with a badge of truth,

Pulled me from the corner, gave me back my youth.

I’m a survivor, hear me roar,

From the ashes I rise, I was meant for more.

Though shadows once claimed the heart of my home,

I stand tall today, no longer alone.

Daddy was the quiet, the one they didn’t see,

His silent struggles hidden, but they echoed into me.

In the prison of our lives, he wore the chains of fear,

But now I pray for him, that he’ll find strength here.

The battle lines were drawn in that place we called home,

Both victims of the demons, in that trailer we roamed.

I’m a survivor, hear me roar,

From the ashes I rise, I was meant for more.

Though shadows once claimed the heart of my home,

I stand tall today, no longer alone.

It’s time to break the silence, let the truth be known,

In a world of pain, I’ve finally grown.

Healing takes its time, but I’m learning to forgive,

For the boy in the shadows, I’m finally here to live.

So here’s to the fighters, to the ones who break free,

To every silent victim, know you’re not just me.

With voices rising up, let’s take back the day,

For every broken child, we’ll pave a new way.