Although I am loud I am quiet.

I feel your hands around my neck.

Each time I breathe your grip gets tighter.

Each time I speak your grip gets tighter.

So I just sit in silence.

I try to call out for help, but why?

No one can hear me from you blocking my way.

Everything I do I can feel your hand around my neck.

You prevent me from saying, “I love you.”

You prevent me from laughing

You prevent me from feeling happy.

You prevent me from being comfortable.

You prevent me from being me.

Somehow you have this power over me

This power that you always dangle in my face

One day I will be able to breath

One day I will be able to speak

One day I will be able to be happy

That is when I'll look at my scars

I will see what damage you have done to me,

And grow from that

I will take what you left me and build.

I will be free from you, but not your memory

I will always know you.

I will always be under you,

But soon I’ll have the power to change you!