Psychopath and Narcissist Survivors Support Group

wendy d · Joined: 03 Jan 2008 Posts: 188

Remember Me

I was real, breathed life, loved, laughed and cried
All of that change in an instant when I died

Now while my murderer can still laugh and smile
I've become a nameless statistic in someones file

A yellowing news clip soon way out of date
stacked up with others who shared the same fate

Some have said my killer is not really to blame
When I was alive they spoke very much the same

With no one to listen it was impossible to share
The burdens of the pain that I've had to bear

From emotional scars that run so long and deep
They haunted my days and hurt me in my sleep

I can no longer speak and end all the shame
Of what people are saying against my name

A "domestic dispute" it was called from the start
I guess all in all I've over played my part

The saying "Silence is Golden" is a great big lie
This silence is why we continue to die

I wanted to live, to be happy and free
Now my name is all that is left of me........Remember Me

This was written for all people I knew or heard of as murder occurred to friends of mine and it could as easily have been me.

movedon · Site Admin Joined: 12 Jul 2007 Posts: 814

Wendy, that was a lovely poem and said from the heart, we hear you love.
Hugs
Movedon
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Hindsight2020 · Joined: 07 Jan 2008 Posts: 33

Wendy,
Thank you for writing this. I have a friend who was murdered last February by her husband and it was because of her death that I was able to take a hard look at my situation and am able to have the courage to take the steps needed to get out. Like you said, it could easily be me.
Hindsight