de·ceit \ the act of causing someone to accept as true or valid what is false or invalid
I think I am angry…
No, I know I am angry…
and I am really angry at you.
It happened over and over again, and you sat there and did nothing…
I know you didn’t want to betray me…
but you did…
I blamed you…..
I accused you….
and I despised you….
and most of all…
I hated you for not protecting me…
The innocence that was stripped from the loins of this little girl, brought years of heartache, shame and self hate.
This taunting voice of deception…
came in order to remind me of my past.
This direct battle between good and evil….
truth and lies…
hope and despair....
was an attempt to try to destroy me…
and keep me bound to pain.
Today, I bravely look at every jagged edge that was piercing the most sacred areas of my heart…
I boldly speak truth to those broken places…
I see worth…value…and the unending love,
that He so gracefully pours over me…covering me…protecting me.
Piece by piece, I am made whole.
~Denise
“Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” – John 8:32
No longer held captive 
Thank you the bravery and courage it took to share this. I thank God, you know and recognize you have nothing to be ashamed of. You are a survivor. You truly are helping others that feel the stigma in secret. Secrets keep us sick… under the light is where healing takes place… thanks again
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Thank you so much! Yes, I agree that there is freedom in no longer keeping secrets. Finding my voice and speaking the truth is setting me free from the lies of shame and guilt. I’m so grateful.💗
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good for you… your welcome… I shall read more of your work
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I am the 1st to admit how fortunate I am to have the childhood like I did. There was tough times, but compared to others journeys it seems so paltry.
I so admire you for the strength within yourself to break the silence and speak up, not only for yourself, but also as an advocate for others who at this time might not have the strength to speak up.
I cannot imagine the turmoil you have gone through to overcome the feelings of low self worth and self hate, and through Jesus to have those broken pieces restored. He is making you complete.
Thank you for sharing from the depths of your heart. God bless you in your ministry.
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Thank you so much for commenting on my post. When sharing my story or sharing poetry I have moments of hesitation, but quickly remember “why” it is important to share my story, simply to give others hope. That is my purpose and passion to let others know that through Christ ALL things are possible, including healing from any and all forms of abuse.
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This is so powerful.
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