My silence sits on my chest at night
perched like a vulture
I pretend its not looking at me.
I try to forget my silence
But my voice doesn't listen
Finds ways to break out.
My silence has been imposed on me
It rests deep inside
where fear lives
Enshrouded in myth and legend
my silence remains still.
Fear overrides voice
I lift my head to speak
To speak out is a sin
To speak out, the worst sin
I am she who did not cry out
as I was raped, repeatedly
I did not cry for help
I only cried in silence
Speaking out I am transformed!
I am the evil one
I am demonized
I am the AntiChrist, the Apostate!
I am the Scarlet Woman!
(the one they warned you about)
I am a beautiful, free, Independent Woman.
The wind rips through my hair
and I knash my teeth at you!
(you should be afraid)
I want you to know that I am not dead
and that I have found my Sisters.
I have found my Sisters' scattered ashes
we are reforming eachother out of dust
we are breathing life into eachother
WE ARE ALIVE!