NO WORDS-LONG VERSION

I was beaten into silence as a young child from my father's brutalizing rage and psychological torture when he beat me. When I was 5, a man exposed himself, to me I ran fast terrified, no words were spoken. When I was 21 my boyfriend said, “I’m going to F-Up your pretty face so no one ever looks at you again,” with that, I had no words. When the ER doctors urged me to tell the Police that boyfriend fractured my cheekbone & blackened my eyes, I never spoke of these assaults. When riots broke out in high school, a large boy shoved me against the wall, his hands on my throat, he yelled say something, I had no words. When several powerful lawyers I worked with made sexual comments, I quit instead of finding my words. When a careless driver struck me down altering my life, as I lay in the street, a crowd around me, I had no words. While visiting a relative, her drunken boyfriend kicked me in the eye almost detaching my retina, in court I cried, no words were spoken. At a club, I drank soda, got dizzy; a guy put me in his car, as I vomited; he threw me behind a building; I never spoke of this attempted rape. When my ex-husband committed emotional & physical crimes against me, I left without a word. Still society has bullied me into silence otherwise risking the harsh judgment of their punishing remarks on my character. Today, my words are not so eloquent, but they do contain hard truths, as God is always my Witness.