MIND STILL TRAPPED

Hear the sound of the chains binding her.

View how she is used for their pleasure.

Smell the stench of all the stained sheet,

And touch her scars as she is too weak to speak.

To tell you of all the horrors committed by the hands of men

Only to end a night knowing it will happen again

There is no part of her that a man hasn’t used

And her wrists and thighs are stained black and blue.

Having been sold through the hand of her mother

Made way for her to be trapped for 9 years by the hand of others.

While her young hands have no will of their own.

Believing their only purpose was to make men groan.

And even though they let her out of her cage,

How could her life ever change?

From the horrors of death, assault, and abuse.

All she knew was how to be used.

Even though her body was no longer being raped

Her mind allowed her no way to escape

Their branding still scorched deep in her mind

And by their price tag she was still defined

They steal her sleep still every night

Leaving her terrified to turn out the light

Even though she is in a safe home

Her mind is still not her own

It convinces her that their hands still cover her

Just as it was, for those long 9 years.

Will her mind always belong to her past?

Or is there some way she could be free at last?

Where her freedom could be more than her body untouched

And her mind let go of all it’s distrust

That was she would be able to rest in the arms of her family

And be the woman God intended her to be

Lord, would you heal the mind of your daughter?

Because through your son its already paid for.

You rescued her from the physical pain

Lord, would you break her mental chains?