Accepting Victim Poem by Tiffany Rose Moczydlowski

Callous acts coupled with
A situation dubbed desirable
In only his eyes
Was my condemnation.
An extreme void of emotion
Stripped everything from me,
Even engulfing
The ability to write,
An action integral to my function.
Normally, expression is the sole survivor
Whenever an abyss consuming
All meaning appears and
Takes ahold of my spirit.
Only words are left.
But so severe and horrid
Was my affliction
That my spirit was
Utterly swept away.
Lost.
My speech, humor...
My zest for life...
Deterioration plagued them
Until they were considered
Void in my mind,
Disintegrating within
A vortex of despair.

To some, these phrases
May be considered...
Overdramatized.
Exaggerated.
But when one puts
Their mind and body
On the line like they were...
To be torn down mercilessly...
One survives to have both
Used in a twisted, parasitic dance,
In which many could clearly
Identify, but none of
Those souls offered to
Cut in,
Barely expressing vague interest.
Escalation ensues.
Damages exponentially grew.

Threats and enticing promises
Took advantage and
There was
No
Way
Out.
Mental defenses integrated
Harsh denial into me,
Wishing only
To be Happy.
Notice I did
The inhumane behavior
Occasionally.
My optimistic tendencies
And my fierce disbelief
Drilled me to overlook
That complete inaltrusion.

Fear still overpowers
My thoughts,
For if presented with this
Situation again,
I'm aware that I'd,
Knowledgably,
Fall victim
No differently.