A Crime
That icy hand that gripped my arm
That breath that touched my neck
The way he said those words
They forever scar my soul
Sent shivers and fears up my spine
To lose all control would be catastrophic
So I can’t be helpless yet.
I won’t let him win
I won’t be ashamed
I will tell the world
He will pay for his sin
And I will just suffer
A broken child once innocent
I was free, until he ruined me.
All of time was changed
In that instant when I ran
His hate never caught up
I made it home
I was lucky while others aren’t so
I made it out alive
A victim of a crime.
Copyright © Kristina Haralson | Year Posted 2008
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