Only A Whisper
Your voice was a scream in my head
while mine was only a whisper.
Your voice was so loud that I could
only hear what you thought
and what you wanted.
Your screams and demands
drowned out my own quiet inner voice
and the longings of my soul.
I had no real freedom,
no agency.
I was a slave to
what you thought,
and what you wanted.
I was like a puppet,
molding myself to
who I thought I needed to be
to feel safe, loved,
and accepted by you,
and it didn’t even work.
It only quieted my inner voice
and eroded my fragile sense of self
more than ever before.
Until I woke up and took my power back.
Your voice was a scream in my head
while mine was only a whisper.