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I was beaten into silence as a young child from my father's brutalizing rage and psychological torture, by his, punching and spitting on me. When I was 5, a man exposed himself, to me I ran fast terrified, no words 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 doc urged me to tell the Police this boyfriend fractured my cheekbone and blackened my eyes, I had no words. 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 spoken. At a club, 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 risk the harsh judgment of their punishing remarks on my character. Today, my words are not so eloquent, but they contain hard truths, as God is always my Witness.

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Date: 9/9/2021 4:29:00 PM
Diane I feel all your anguish as I read this emotive revelations. Sometimes, silence speaks best when words are better left unsaid. When we are silent, God hears us most.
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Date: 3/31/2021 11:09:00 AM
Diane, I feel your pain, your heart ache and shame. I feel emotions yet unexplained- I too am a survivor- The only thing that has kept me going is the fact that God has been with me every step of this journey- I can tell that He has been with you too- Love your poems, although they made me cry and remember a time I can never forget- Stay strong and continue to put it down on paper-
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Date: 3/31/2021 10:02:00 AM
Very powerful poem Diane. Sorry you went through so much torture. May God bless you and your son.
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Date: 3/31/2021 9:13:00 AM
I'm sorry you had to go through this. You found your voice through this poem. Beautifully written, thank you for sharing. :-)
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Date: 2/15/2021 11:25:00 AM
Very poignant, Diane. A pleasure to find your beautiful poem published in the 2020 PS Anthology, Laura~ finally your words are speaking loudly ! saying ENOUGH ! A powerful poem ~
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