Shattered

by Cynthia

A life shattered by physical, emotional and sexual
abuse, I find pieces of myself surrounding me.
I tenderly pick up the pieces and look at them, I
wonder if I will ever be whole again.
How can I be so shattered and yet those who
abused me go on as if nothing happened, expecting me
to forget and go on.
Why am I considered the "crazy" one, when their
bad behavior left me in pieces?
Why am I to blame for their abuse? What could I
have done so "bad" to be abused? Why can't they
see there is no excuse for abuse?
I will never get the answers to those questions,
but I will continue to survive, I will gather
my shattered pieces and slowly, painfully, put
the pieces back together again, and then I will
be whole and free of their power!!!

Cynthia is a member of our Bipolar Disorder community.