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They Were My Words
They Were My Words A friend told me that her abusive ex had torn up all of her writing thinking that it was evidence against him. She said that she felt lost, like she couldn't find her words again. Wrote this in reply... ******************************* They were my words. They were words that I couldn't say to him. They were words I couldn't say to anyone else. They were words I couldn't say aloud in a room by myself. They were words I couldn't say at all. They were my words. I wrote all the words I couldn't say. I wrote those words over and over. I wrote those words for the people that cared about me but didn't know how to help. I wrote those words for the people I cared about but didn't know how to help. I wrote those words for me. They were my words. He found them. He destroyed those words. He ripped to pieces every word that I had written. He tore apart the words I had written for my loved ones. He destroyed the words I had written for me. They were my words. When I lost my words, I thought I had lost a part of me. I thought I had lost the freedom that writing those words gave me. I thought I had lost the power I felt when I wrote my words. They were my words. I searched for my words. I tried to rewrite my words. I tried to remember my words. I finally found my words. I won't lose my words again. They were my words. When I thought they were taken I found another way to get them out. This is my voice. |
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That was a terrible thing to do to anyone. I hope she gets over it. When I was in my early twenties I wrote children's stories. My second husband tore them up....I never wrote again until I started blogging here. ~~Anais Nin~~
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That was a terrible thing to do to anyone. I hope she gets over it. When I was in my early twenties I wrote children's stories. My second husband tore them up....I never wrote again until I started blogging here.
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wow. you're a good listener. you seem to have captured everything she told you, very very well! and i know the attachment to my words... especially the things that i write that has my heart in them... you do feel lost when they're taken from you like that... but it's also true, that you do find them again, because they're a part of you, and they never truly leave you, they're imprinted in you, and you Do find ways to say them again! --Author Unknown
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