Oh boy
Don’t even get me fucken started
I know there’s things
You’re scared I’ll say
But I believe
It’s the littler things
That tell my story well
Simple things
Everyday things
Being in the car things
Ah, the cars
Boy, did you love to use those bitches
To terrorize those around you
It may not seem
Like physical abuse
Outside the car
But in the car
I’m gripping the handle
As you drive too fast
As your voice gets a bit louder
You didn’t just yell what I thought you did?
Surely not, I duck my head down.
Jake is panicked in the back
& we give each other that look
We’re okay, it’s just a trip to the gas station
To the christmas tree farm
To the Von’s
To the gym
To Grandma’s
To Thanksiving
That’s the thing
It only takes
A 15 minute drive
To re-establish control
Through fear
All girls
One man
You didn’t need to wield so much power
You didn’t need to
You didn’t need to
You didn’t need to
You didnt need to
You didnt need to
You didnt need to
You didnt need to
You didnt need to
You didnt need to
You didnt need to
YOU DIDNT NEED TO
YOU DICNT NEED TO YOU FUCKEMN DIDNT NEED TO DO THAT
YIOU SHOULDNT HAVE DONE THAT
We WERE SO SMALL
We trusted you
Put our lives into your hands
Over & over again
Came out unscathed on my skin
But never deep within
Whatever you were yelling
Hatred in your voice
It was enough to remind me
To stay in line
A big longer
Who knew what you could be capable of
If I said no right now
If I spoke my mind right now
What could happen?
I am not safe here
I need to leave
Forever
For me
For me
For me
For me
To hear a new voice
New voices
To just get away
Long enough to feel
Safe
Dayna Brockbank is a travel and language-learning blogger who has lived around the world but has now settled in Nice, France. She speaks 3 languages at varying levels of fluency: Spanish, Italian, and French, and graduated with a Bachelor’s in Spanish Education. She and her husband focus on making travel part of life by living cheaply and traveling on a budget.