Your Silence Killed Me

Didi Orajiaku
2 min readJul 13, 2022
Photo by Elizaveta Dushechkina

I wish you had said something,
Anything at all.

I wish you didn’t just stand there
Looking like a helpless slave.

Mom, you watched him.
You watched him beat me to a pulp.
You watched him break me to crumbs.

And you just stood there,
Crouched behind the door like a scared puppy.

Do you know how many nights I stayed awake
Wishing someone would come to save me from him?
I wished you were that someone, mom.
I waited for you to be that someone.

Oh! How I wished years ago, you had this so-called courage you speak of now in all your books.

20 years later, you’ve become a force
A mentor for women suffering domestic abuse.
Everyone now looks up to you,
“The brave woman who got out.”

You may have gotten out, but I didn’t.
I haven’t.
I still see his face every night in my dreams
Whipping and cutting me with his black belt.

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Didi Orajiaku

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