Something I wrote one night, it may be common knowledge that a single voice drowns in the sea of others, but I feel that it is something we must remind ourselves of and that though a single voice drowns in the sea of others, the more voices saying and shouting the same thing, the more clear their message becomes and they can rise above the other voices and be heard.
My best friend and I were going through a some unbelievably rough times so every day we added a line to this poem, if you can call it that. And well, this is the product of that inspiration.
It's fairly long so I don't blame you if you give up.
This is an event that actually happened, it's through my perspective. It's about my journey through the abuse and how I coped with the situation. Obviously I didn't handle it well because I turned to cutting, which I'm proud to say I stopped. Also, this isn't the only abuse that happened but this is the clearest memory, that I will never forget. I would appreciate comments!