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#WhyIDidn’tReport

September 27, 2018

 

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I didn’t report.
At age 11 my instinct told me to chain
The memories down to suppress any pain
That might find root in these episodes of horror
Had I dared to utter what I was forced to harbor.
Expel it all from mind so nothing’s there to haunt me.
Pretend to understand as he insists he’s sorry.
When the next monster crept up from underneath my bed
I‘d grown too accustomed to comprehend my dread
That later consumed me as the years flew by.
Wrapped in my cloak of silence I only yearned to fly—
Not only would the humiliation leave me numb,
Unveiling truth leaves me powerless to what could come.
Fear stemmed the tides of my vocal cord waves
But the alternative promised more than I could brave.
Your black-and-white reasoning in that snide retort
Fails to grasp why I didn’t report. 

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