The majority of victims we have worked with are profoundly talented and are very well-versed in expressing themselves via music, art, and written composition. Some of our survivors are excited to have their work featured for the world to see and we have created this studio to feature their amazing work.
My Story
Broken down and lost,
Knowing it or not.
A light shines in him,
Spirits rise,
Confidence gained.
A white knight,
His armor strong,
Words stronger.
Trust.
Protection.
Naivety.
Ever wondering why you did it,
One mistake,
To use against you.
Use your “beauty”,
Your body used,
Again and again,
Your white knight the worst.
Whatever they want,
Make them happy,
Or pay with your skin,
Your blood,
Your heart,
Your mind.
Pain increased,
Value diminished.
An object,
Property,
Worthless,
Yet he profits.
Constant company,
But so very alone.
Darkness.
Their eyes empty,
Some fueled by anger,
Some knew it was wrong.
Held down.
Tied down.
Broken down.
Knocked out.
Fighting futile,
Feeling so weak,
Always overtaken.
Blood and fear,
Trying to survive,
Wanting only to give up,
The only constants,
For six cold, dark days.
No one noticed.
No one listened.
No one cared.
Broken and lost,
Knowing it now,
Just move forward,
Try to forget,
Never trust.
-Anonymous