Abused

It's so hard to break down that

it was my dreadful past

Abused and tortured

for a senseless reason

Character was questioned

Upbringing was snatched

Dreams were shattered

I was bruised, black-and-blue

Is it my fault for being

exceptional and gifted?

How can it be?

And, why will it be so?

I had no answers for these

Silence was my reflex action

For me,

My world became upside-down

My tables were turned

I was tied by invisible chains

as they were the game changers

and I was their pawn

The body froze

while the heart remained to burn

I was neurotic

Lips failed to smile

Cause,

that pain triggered the peace and joy

My wings were cut

and my spirit was bottled up

Every moment I tried to fly

the gravity of fall pulled me hard

I was bleeding invisibly

My heart was no more

made of flesh and blood

It was a hard rock, instead

I was judged before

I could express and explain

All I wanted to do is outcry

"Please believe me,

I am innocent"

But, will they accept my truth?

No, they won't.

Cause,

they were totally, brain-washed and blinded

I was about to quit silently

But, time and patience stood up for me

like a true companions

showing them that I was

the one who really mattered the most

Yes,

I feel contented

and trying to move on

from my terrible past

It is my life and that is true.

-Melvia Savina Fernandes.