To ABUSER From SURVIVOR

A consolation letter to an abuser:

To: Abuser From: Victim

Dear abuser:
Knew you well
Pain and anger
We share

Different
But not
Speak up
It’s o.k.
For consolation
Life is fine
Easy or not

Guilty you are
Blood as well
Fight your anger
Grief, Pain
And the temptation
If it remain

Now is the time
To work to mend
Move on with your life
Stop wallowing in fail
Walk in the rain
Talk to others
Find a puddle
Set sail

A fight we should refuse
A hug, a smile
A prayer, a walk
These are the moments
We should choose

For consolation
My faults are different
But yet we are the same
Born as a human
I am no different
Than a spoiled child that cries
I am the same
When all is put in perspective
Of forgiving eyes

I may never speak of this
With you
Unless it is what you need
For consolation
I have moved on now
Making a way
Helping others
Trying to succeed

Abuser
Don’t blame yourself
For all of my faults
Work on yours
Live differently
Work to make the wrongs right
I hope for you and hope for you
I hope for me too
All eyes sparkle
Somewhere at night

For consolation
They just don’t need to know
I won’t reveal because of blood
Because to be human is human

However you must
Make one promise
Live to love, cherish and respect
Don’t live selfishly to
Inflict, lust or distress

Abuser
When I grieve
I grieve for my lover too
Since he has suffered
My anger, fear and pain
He has watched tears fall
Night after night
He suffers this not just for me
But for you

For consolation
He is not perfect
No Saint to savor
For consolation
His faults are different
But yet he is the same
We are all born as human.

For consolation
He is no different
Than a spoiled child that cries
He is the same
When all is in perspective
In one’s forgiving eyes

Abuser
Look at photos
Study them long
This is what you run
From – Right?

They take you back
My eyes of blue
Hair long
Nails dirty
Skin sun brown
Fingers little
Toes are too
Skin soft
All for the likes
Of infallible you
WRONG!

Study these photos
Look at my smile
My tenderness
My youth
Study them until
You cry long and then no longer
Study them till your
Stomach swells and
You desire not to live
Study them until it is only
Filth you feel
The guilt, the shame
With only humility left to give

Study them long
Often, until they blur,
Until heartfelt guilt turns to clarity
And profound shame
Study them even longer
Study them until you experience
THE victim’s pain

For consolation
I do not hate you
Nor hold you responsible
Factors play the play

Please, I beg you
Remember always
Our faults are different
But yet we are the same
To be human is human
We are all the same
No different than
Spoiled children that cry
When all is in perspective
Of the forgiving eye

Hatred of you I refuse
A hug, a smile
A word, a walk, an embrace
These are the moments
We should choose
Please I pray to my God
Beg to you
Stop and stare
Face to face
At the demons you endlessly chase

Sincerely Yours,
Once Victim, Now Survivor
No game to win
Just living to face
The child within