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Explain Yourself

  • Writer: siblingintimatehar
    siblingintimatehar
  • Jan 26
  • 1 min read

Where were you when I screamed for air?

When the only thing I had was my own despair

Don’t call it destiny, don’t call it your plan.

Tell me why you didn’t stop his hands!

 

Was it your will? Then wear my fear.

As every night I still live here

If you are love, then explain the cost.

Abandoned children are children lost.

 

They say you see, they say you know.

Then tell me why you let it go.

Why hands that hurt were not restrained.

why was I left wrapped in his terror chains?

 

I begged you then, you heard my voice.

So why was there no rescue choice.

Don’t tell me pain makes spirits shine.

Don’t tell me its by god’s design.

 

You could have moved; you could have spoke.

You didn’t, then my spirit broke

Don’t ask for faith with hallowed breath!

You stood still, in the rooms of my death.


 
 

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