There I was all by myself
I had to always keep my words on a hidden shelf.
No one to talk with, while bearing it all alone.
Oh there was you, but it was so unhealthy and wrong.
I wondered when my prince charming would come,
Sadly, they lived only in fairy tales.
I felt no self-worth, but shame was my middle name.
I cried at night, my pillow kept my tears.
You snuck by ever so often to see me.
I hid under covers pretending to dream.
Dreams, ha, I had none.
Because of the rude awakening you gave, and then some.
No one heard my painful screams
I soon became a meg shift screen,
Filtering what I could just to make it through.
No one came, not day or night.
I had to crawl or learn to fight.
I fought, all on my own
No one to turn to, not even at home.
Till one day a person inquired on me
Asked me things like I could not believe.
They told me things at home was wrong
Expressed how God loved me, even while not at my best.
They said they knew, without me saying a word.
Told me to let my burden go.
Deal with what I could and never grow cold.
I listened to them and started trusting again.
No one came during the dark part of my life,
But now what used to cut me like a knife,
Seared my fear, helped it close.
– I found when no one came, I had to finally finish what was done.
No one can stop me now.