"They made me do terrible things,
they made me break my heart into a thousand pieces…
I don't think I will ever find the whole of my heart again.
My insides, my mind, my heart and soul,
look like a road sign that has been shot through
with many bullet holes, damaged.
Broken but still me, you know. Still me.
I used to scream my name inside my head,
my real name. As loudly as I could imagine it.
But to everyone else I was Neecie.
One day I'll be Denise again… "