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Seemingly without care, they soar to the sky and beyond, not worrying about the horrors that Nobody Noticed. They have no horrors.
While we played as children, we watched, we worried.
We hid in closets of fear, under blankets of terror, in minds of others. Nobody noticed.
Nobody noticed as adult hands traveled on a child’s body causing the skin to freeze and the breath to stop.
Nobody noticed as the trust waned and the faces changed. Look away.
Nightmares and monsters were our constant. We cried, we pleaded, and finally we fell silent. Nobody Noticed.
Nobody noticed the blood, the pain or the fear. No one was there. Nobody cared.
As a child became a teen-ager, anger drew her in like the swirls of a cyclone. It swelled and budged and finally spilled over. Nobody Noticed.
Cuts on her body, screams in her mind, blood in her eyes.
As the teen-ager became a woman, she was still unnoticed. Hospital visits suicide attempts, even asking for forgiveness from the terror itself. Nobody Noticed.
Then one day, somebody noticed. Somebody took care of us. Our cuts were healed, our doors unlocked and our cries heard.
We are safe now, though inside our world, some still feel fear and distrust. Pain and sorrow are felt by all.
But somebody noticed
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