Searing through my memory,
Branding iron of used to be,
I deny it’s hold on me,
I will not live in misery
Or let it’s remnants hurt me once again.
A victim once through circumstance
I will not let past happenings hold sway
Recalling of past agonies
Will not shape who I choose to be
My future life,
Unsullied by its poison will remain.
I cast out the indignity,
Of all that has been done to me,
I choose to be