Growing up we are taught to fear strangers,that they are bad with ill -intentions.
your loved ones would Neva hurt you they say,
put family 1st strangers ain’t gonna feed you or care for you.
so kept waiting for the stranger,
running from a man without a face
that I was told would break me.
The night he came he took my innocence with him,
he came and took away my pride
robbed me of my joy
he ran off with my childhood,my zest for life and reason for being.
The stranger Neva came
waited and waited but he stood me up.
When he finally came,he was loved,cherished,trusted and cared for. Received the hospitality of a king,we let him in
like a vampire they come to suck u dry but don’t come in till they are welcomed in.
this was no stranger,he was family,trusted uncle who turned out to be a pervert.
kept running away from a stranger but unknowingly ran towards my worst nightmare,
I let him in cz he was a relative.
a woman’s heart is like an ocean full of secrets #titanic
This was my secret to bare
the stranger found a face in my uncle
It hurts to this day but as they say keep moving,lift your head up,its a family secret as though it was granmas old recipe
but wait recipes don’t hurt this much, they don’t drive you to almost suicidal thoughts,
they are nice, tasty and you keep going for more but this, this was disgusting,painful and more like the boogy man.
you know how the mothers and fathers family tolerate each other for your sake coz in reality one is mad at the other for one thing or the other.
well I was the thread that held them together and no matter what I could Neva say the stranger stood me up and uncle came in his place.
this ain’t a movie the are no happy endings
either u keep it or destroy it.
my strong face has gone and the nightmares have come to visit
12yrs later and he still visits my dreams
these are the secrets I keep.
The man I love and the uncle I trusted came in place of the stranger I ran from.
how do I heal from that
how do you get past that except thru prayer and support from my sisters.
So with this I say no I’m jot okay,I’m not over it,it still hurts but I’m healing slowly but surely.
Guess I kept moving,kept it locked like buried treasure,
My body kept moving but my mind was unaware it was time to move on,so today I’m freeing it and telling it time to live on,get on with it
The stranger stood you up.
South Africa has become dangerous for woman its not strangers that hurt us but the Love we choose,our most trusted friends,family or neighbour. we let them in and they violate us and live us for dead with scars that bleed for what seems like a lifetime. Who protects us against the very men that should be protecting but instead haunt our dreams.guess this has been done for years but was kept a secret and now it has become more brutal as it takes our lives,robs our freedom. like thief’s in the night they come to take our joy and children’s innocent and live without a trace.
what has the world come too.
something needs to change.
This is my voice,let your voices be heard woman.
enough is enough